Four Dirty Birds


4 dirty birds,
Chilling on a curb,
Chirping, burping
And eating dirty earthworms
But then comes Johnny
From thirty-third and third,
Saw the dirty birds
Sitting on the curb,
Chirping and burping
With their dirty earthworms,
Boy, was he disturbed

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