by Naiya Biddle

 Hello little birdie
How was your day?
Mine was most excellent
If I should say

What now little birdie?
You seem a little sad
What is the matter?
Missing something you once had?

Don’t cry little birdie
It’s going to be okay
What’s done has been done
And so comes another day

Don’t worry little birdie
It won’t hurt you
Although it is tempting
Just to rid myself of you too

Who now little birdie?
Oh, your dear friend
Where is he you ask?
It doesn’t really matter in the end

But you want to know little birdie?
That’s fine with me
He’s in the attic
He that use to be

What have I done little birdie?
You already know
Have you not heard the screams?
Have you not watched my show?

Am I ill little birdie?
Not as far as I’m aware
He thought I was
For I did give him quite the scare

What is wrong with my hands little birdie?
They are stained you say?
And so they are
I think I like them this way

Are you scared little birdie?
Are you aware the end is near?
Don’t you want to see your friend again?
Come now, I am here

Goodbye little birdie.