Orville was a stupid bird, he slept by day and sang by night,
And flew out in his underwear whene’er he got a fright.
One night he sang a song of love to a pussy called Britannia,
The cat said, Birdie, come on down, so I can gild and tan ya.
He glided down a moonlight tree and sang without a stutter,
And Britannia took some Worcester sauce and ate him for her supper.
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