Analysis of Birdie
William brooks 1959 (Salem)
Hey there little birdie up high in the tree chirping the sweetest song. Sitting way up high where you want to be as others try to sing along. I sit in my yard as you sing through the day to pass the time on by. As I sit very still with nothing to say without any question why. Your mother is a robin your daddy a sparrow beautiful bird you are. Yellow piercing beak so colorful and narrow red features as its scar. Hey little birdie up high in the tree sing your song aloud. I want you to know it sounds good to me and I'm your favorite crowd.
| Scheme | A |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 1110101100110010110111111111101110111011111101110111111101110110110101110101011001010011110101110001011011111010110011110111111111110111001 |
| Characters | 543 |
| Words | 110 |
| Sentences | 8 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 1 |
| Lines Amount | 1 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 425 |
| Words per line (avg) | 110 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 425 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 110 |
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The wonders that nature has in store.
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