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The Woodpeckers
two brothers in a distant woodland lived
a bird duke named Sir Woody Woodpecker
and his handsome brother Wordy
but all they did was bicker
they used to share a nest
with their tired exhausted parents
were they glad when the brothers flew
Mr and Mrs Woodpecker celebrated with many pints
The two brothers didn't see eye to eye
they couldn't agree on anything
they fought noisily, with much enmity
they slapped each other with their wings
Woody the noble was very nice
believed in joy and love and endless embrace
he enjoyed his music when he pecked at trees
he thought they were harmonious melodies
Wordy was born with a frown
a rebel he questioned everything
he didn't believe in brotherly bond
contemptuous of his brother's soft feeling
Woody loved and spouted poetry
he sang of peace and tranquility
Wordy hated his words of unity
and despised thoughts of woodlands in serenity
one day Wordy went too far
challenged his elegant brother
he rant on his soapbox with power and might
challenging Woody to an eternal fight
The woodlands creatures watched them fight
they weren't torn between the brothers
they sighed with exasperation
they were losing their almost infinite patience
one day a forest fire blazed
rendering Woodlands bare and grey
the creatures of the forest fled
the Woodpeckers all flew away
Except for Woody and Wordy
unsalted but was rather tasty
a foraging cat after the fire
found a nice barbecued dinner
a bird duke named Sir Woody Woodpecker
and his handsome brother Wordy
but all they did was bicker
they used to share a nest
with their tired exhausted parents
were they glad when the brothers flew
Mr and Mrs Woodpecker celebrated with many pints
The two brothers didn't see eye to eye
they couldn't agree on anything
they fought noisily, with much enmity
they slapped each other with their wings
Woody the noble was very nice
believed in joy and love and endless embrace
he enjoyed his music when he pecked at trees
he thought they were harmonious melodies
Wordy was born with a frown
a rebel he questioned everything
he didn't believe in brotherly bond
contemptuous of his brother's soft feeling
Woody loved and spouted poetry
he sang of peace and tranquility
Wordy hated his words of unity
and despised thoughts of woodlands in serenity
one day Wordy went too far
challenged his elegant brother
he rant on his soapbox with power and might
challenging Woody to an eternal fight
The woodlands creatures watched them fight
they weren't torn between the brothers
they sighed with exasperation
they were losing their almost infinite patience
one day a forest fire blazed
rendering Woodlands bare and grey
the creatures of the forest fled
the Woodpeckers all flew away
Except for Woody and Wordy
unsalted but was rather tasty
a foraging cat after the fire
found a nice barbecued dinner
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