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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