A Bearded Birdhouse

Once upon a bearded birdhouse 
Socks had been hung out to dry.
He was shaking out the rug 
When dust got in his eye.

He cried to his momma 
He cried to his pop. 
Nothing they tried 
Could make the pain stop. 

Along came a pretty lady
With a hop, hop, hop.
She spotted the tiny tear
And decided she must stop. 

She kissed the wet cheek 
She pecked the wet ground. 
Up popped a juicy worm 
Which she quickly found.
 
They all had dinner 
Their dishes wiped clean.
The dust eventually settled 
A tear was nowhere to be seen.

This is not a true story 
Just a bit of nonsense 
About a bearded birdhouse 
Filled with incense!