as told by visha and written by saji


BUDGIES

When i was much younger we used to have budgies.
A male and a female too!
One day the male budgie flew out of its cage, never to return
We replaced the male for the female
But she was so sad.
She pined for the male
And then she died

THE MYNAH BIRD

Grandpa had a little talking bird
A mynah of yellow and coal
He had to give it away
One very sad day
Poor mynah
It didn't eat, it didn't drink
It was so dreary
For grandpa it would call daily
To visit it a week later grandpa went
And soon after the mynah was spent