Scrubby Doodle

I saw a Scrub Jay in a tree,
I looked at him, and he at me,
I tossed some bread crumbs on the ground,
And made a squeaky kissing sound.

The Scrubby's came from far and wide,
Above, the back, the front, the side,
Devoured the crumbs and went away,
with none left for the first Scrub Jay.

- Jeff Huber (May 1998)