The Scissor Bird

A snip, snip, snip is heard
From the Scissor Bird
Flying overhead,
Filling the land of dreams with a cold, mettle dread

Naughty little boys and nasty little girls
He comes for them all,
Carrying them into the air with his razor sharp
Snippedy feet,
And watches them fall

Then the girls and boys wake up
All scratched, bleeding and bruised,
But one child was so horrible, nasty and spolt
The Scissor Bird felt the bully needed to
Be more harshly accused

So when the child woke
The Scissor Bird was perched atop the bed,
And with a quick snip around the neck
The self proclaimed judge flew off with
the child's head.

ps. the artwork is by VHydra on devientart his/her account is on the link below its defeintly worth a look ;)

http://vhydra.deviantart.com/art/The-Scissor-Bird-404681772