The Girl from Baltimore
The Girl from Baltimore
New in the neighborhood.
Flew in from Baltimore, they say.
With yellow-honey blonde tresses
Dressed in the colors of the sun.
Flits around light as a feather,
Especially to impress her even showier suitors,
Those fellows as orange as the oranges on the feeder.
Northern Orioles - male and female - have arrived.
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