Birds are flyin’ south for winter.
Here’s the Weird-Bird headin’ north,
Wings a-flappin’, beak a-chatterin’,
Cold head bobbin’ back ‘n’ forth.
He says, “It’s not that I like ice
Or freezin’ winds and snowy ground.
It’s just sometimes it’s kind of nice
To be the only bird in town.”
Weird-Bird
Analysis, meaning and summary of Shel Silverstein's poem Weird-Bird
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plus if your the only bird the old ladies that feed the pigeons all day will be bored and give u all their food like bread and crackers.
I liked this poem. It was pretty weird, but it’s nice to be alone sometimes