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C J Dennis - The Yellow Robin
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I`m the friendliest of them all,
  When winter comes;
Daily at your door I call
  Begging crumbs.
Clinging sideways to a stake,
Eloquent appeal I make.
"Spare a scrap for pity`s sake!
  This cold air numbs."

I will follow as you dig
  And search the dirt.
Worms or bettles, small or big,
  Are my dessert;
And, should you seem gently kind,
From your hand I do not mind
Taking anything you find;
  But I`m a flirt.

For when spring comes to the land
  You are forgot.
I have great affairs on hand
  As days wax hot.
Should I pass you, I pretend
To ignore my winter`s friend;
Intimacy`s at an end;
  I know you not.

Yet, when winter comes once more,
  And summer ends,
You will find me at your door
  To make amends;
Clinging sideways to a stake,
Eloquent appeal I`ll make:
"Spare a scrap for pity`s sake!
  Aw, let`s be friends!"
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