What’s that bird
doing on my head?
Why doesn’t it
fly away instead?
It’s not fair
being a statue,
because I know
what birds like to do!
James’ poem was inspired by the image below which was taken in Venice

What’s that bird
doing on my head?
Why doesn’t it
fly away instead?
It’s not fair
being a statue,
because I know
what birds like to do!
James’ poem was inspired by the image below which was taken in Venice

He’s holding up the building,
With only his left hand.
But both his legs are missing —
I don’t understand!
What a silly sculpture,
It made me want to laugh;
How can you hold up a building
When you’ve been cut in half?
