Here perched in two gaps Are the busy couple. I see them enter, Why? This is my simple storage And garden shed, So why in here? There are trees surrounding us With many other little birds nesting. But these Robins fly in Their reason I've yet to discover.
There is a nest tucked safe and high, Therein the quads await, The next arrival, then open beaked They rise for food.
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