September 18, 2000: Even Dr. Doo little can do no right

Hey birdie birdie please sing to me— Little birdie birdie I’ve heard you before. This time, I wish to watch and then learn to mimic and pretend. Hey birdie birdie sing softly to me—let me watch you puff up, open your wings and wiggle wiggle your tail feathers. The stage is set little birdie birdie. Be all you can be—open wide and let’s hear you sing. Hello! The world is waiting for your debut! You sit and stare, fluff but no puff. Spread those wings and let it shine! Blast us with song and rhyme! Wings are spread…yes, yes—chest poofed out…yes, yes. You look around…perfectly ok! Then, you fly away.