You really like to squawk and squeak
You screech and shriek, and peep,
Mr. Blue Feathers with the pointy beak
Some of us are trying to sleep!
I know you’re only after my food
You’re always in my dish,
Don’t you think it’s kinda rude?
I guess scavenger is your niche,
You are related to a crow after all
I read it on a site,
You and your screechy, grating call
Always starting a fight,
I read that your wings aren’t really blue
And that it’s really just a trick of light,
I’m never too old to learn something new
Now if I’d only learn to be polite!
But the weirdest thing I read
Was all about a thing called “anting”,
Yes, you heard me, that’s what I said!
I’m not just howling and panting,
You rub ants under your wings
That sure is a weird thing to do,
I always learn so many things
Living in my backyard zoo.