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He’s an unremarkable little friend,
In his habitat the perfect blend.
He can’t sing or dance and is no star,
He loves to eat, to fly and also spar.
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He camouflashes perfectly well
With his surroundings, let me tell.
And still, there’s something very cute
about him, he’s a hoot.
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He exists in all color ranges
Grey and black and brown, it changes!
He eats insects but mostly does he seeds
He’s funny and busy when he feeds.
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Hundreds of species of all his kind
populate the Earth – and I don’t mind.
He’s useful and I don’t understand
why from many backyards he is banned.
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He hops where others proudly walk
He complains where others discretely talk.
He’s got two legs, a beak and a pair of wings
He’s tiny, but the air his in all seasons, particular springs.
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He uses nests and houses to feed his brood
He’s loud, annoying and sometimes rude.
He stays in trees, his spots are narrow,
You might have guessed: It is the sparrow!
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(Copyright, June 2016, Aurora Jean Alexander)
Writer's Treasure Chest 
He is a friendly-looking little fellow!
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Yes, he is. I find him very cute and I love to watch sparrows whenever I’ve got a chance.
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They are fascinating little things.
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A very good looking little guy. We had a lot of them back on Long Island, my mom would feed them on a regular basis. Our roof used to be practically covered in them, as they waited for feeding time.
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Yes, I know them. We had that too at home during winter time. And still in spring, when weather got warm they were waiting for feeding time. The are in fact a little lazy when it comes to food. Why looking for it when it’s more comfortable to get it set in front of their beaks? LOL
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Very well said, and isn’t he handsome! Thanks for this.
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Thank you very much for your nice compliment. And he in fact is a good looking ittle guy. It was my pleasure and I’m happy to hear you like my little poem.
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