A small hummingbird flew in
To a watermelon bin
Everybody stopped to stare
I was surprised at how many people cared
Won't you help him they all cried
Sorry busy I replied
You must have a faulty heart
Maybe, or could be, I'm just used to the way things are
There are many graver things than one birdie in a bin
Don't they know how many die
I guess they don't mind unless its in front of their eyes
So much trouble for one little bird
Such a fuss about one little bird
So much trouble for just one little bird