Rockin' Robin and Red Rooster 🐓

🎶 Rockin’ Robin on the wire,

Swingin’ high, can’t get no higher,

Tap your feet, clap your hands,

She’s the bird who rocks the land.

Red Rooster struts in the mornin’ light,

Crowin’ loud, feelin’ just right,

Bluesy rhythm in his stride,

Keeps the farm awake worldwide.

🎸

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