Dear Mockingbird

There is a book, To Kill a Mockingbird.

Don’t waste your money. I read the whole thing and there are no instructions at all about how to kill one.

So what you’re saying is:

Mock – Shut Up
Ing – Shut Up
Bird – Shut Up
Shut Up – Shut Up

But Mockingbird’s can’t read. They probably can’t refute threats about having read the DIY manual.

Actually, there are those who argue that birds aren’t real, but are actually government operated drones. Wake up sheeple!

There are mockingbirds in my area, but luckily they’re out of earshot in the AM. The ones I have a beef with are the towhees, with their annoying “chip-chip-chip” as they make their morning rounds.

I think we ought to Set a Watchman on Maus Magill, just to be sure… (spare the mockingbird ! They’re sweet creatures…)

The mockingbird is my friend. Since he showed up this spring with his dive bombing antics, the two bored dogs behind me have stopped barking.