My, what a feisty fellow
That jay on the wire can be!
Cawing and causing a chaos,
Ruler of ruckus is he.
Boasting his might, daring to fight,
That jay frightens all from his tree.
Flapping and flashing his fury,
Trespassers furiously flee.
Perched at the top of his domain,
He puffs-up his feathery down.
“I am the king!” cries the blue-robed songbird.
“Surely you noticed my crown!”