There was a little sparrow
who couldn`t find a mate,
the only hen he found
was ever so over weight .

He made a nest already
in a well hidden place,
it wasn`t nearly big enough
there just wasn`t enough space.

Perched on a clothes line
looked around and said `Ah,`
an answer to his problem
next to him was a bra.

This would solve his problem
double nests quite a find,
need a few more twigs
and this will suit us fine.

When our chicks have flown
two can live here forever,
fold the spare cup over
to shelter against the weather.

But this was not to be
a pair of human hands,
snatched the bra and pegs
and foiled the Sparrows plans.

He flew back to his mate
only to find her gone,
for a female sparrows impatient
kept her waiting too long.