Young birds in my apple tree,
Pecking at my apples!
Apples that were meant for me,
Pecking at my apples!
Cute and colourful as they may be,
Pecking at my apples!
Blue, green, birds amongst the leaves,
Pecking at my apples!
Bright eyes, stabbing little beaks,
Pecking at my apples!
Dinosaur descendants in my tree,
Pecking at my apples!
Those apples that were meant for me!
Pecking at my apples!
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