Morning Has Croaken? Comments

Very good Dan. I can vaguely remember a poem about the bright little sparrow which chirped on the poet's windowsill. Until the window was slammed shut with force to silence him forever. Here's the challenge. See if you can find the full version.

You're an endless source of wise and witty eloquence old pal. Just read half a dozen of your new ones and now wonder why I've left it so long to come back to your page. Great to read you again Danny.

I smile at this! Clever! Clever write my friend.