Magpie Problems

I watched a magpie,

Peck at the ground,

And find a twig.

He picked it up in his beak,

And flew up to a tree.

He grabbed the twig

With his feet,

And placed it on a branch.

The twig fell to the ground.

Mister Magpie flew down,

And repeated the whole endeavour.

In the tree, once more

The twig fell to the ground.

The bird looked down.

Physically, and emotionally.

“Aw, fuck.” He said.

I could completely

Sympathise.