Robin

I rescued a little Robin

Bertie I did name

He couldn’t fly he couldn’t walk

But I loved him just the same

And when it got to Christmas Eve

He perched upon a log

He sang and chirped till Christmas Day

Then got eaten by the dog.

I rescued another Robin

Percy I did name

He couldn’t fly just hopped along

Was always bursting into song

And then on New Year Eve

By the fire where he sat

He sung just once too often

And was eaten by the cat.

So

When I Found another Robin

Alfred I did name

He could fly he could sing

He was a bonny little thing

I didn’t let the cat get him

I shut out our pet dog

And happy as a lark in spring

He sat upon the log

I fed him pies and truffle cake

Brandy and port wine

He gobbled all I offered him

And still he sang just fine

But then he swayed and toppled off

It really was a shame

He sang no more

Whilst on the floor

And then burst into flames.