There once was a squirrel named Sera

With nuts she did not want to share-a

The grackle watched with a jaundiced eye

He was wary and wanted to fly

He sees a psychedelic chipmunk

Whose colors are garish and show spunk

The blue jay was cranky and bossy

He got miffed the grackle’s so glossy

The cardinal said stop being mad

With all this bounty you should be glad

Sera’s cousin is Ruby the Red

Her coat is glorious; she’s well-fed

The mourning dove, that peace-loving soul

She’s timid, sweet and calm on the whole

They all live near the little gray house

Near the lady, her sons and her spouse