South Southwest...

It is well known that birds can fly. Some birds don't, but I think it's just because they don't even bother... With nothing better to do, I went outside and tried to find a flying bird. It was hard. I asked a few if they were flying birds, and these were the answers... "Who, me ? Flying bird ? No, I'm a sunbathing bird, can't you tell ?" "Flying ? Never ! I'm afraid of heights... " "Sorry, no flying for me. I'm a Peeping Tom, peeping those two birds there..." "Look, Martha, there's another... And this one is taking photos of us, naked..." "Hmmm... If I jump, will I be able to fly ?" "Jump, big ugly bird, jump !" "I'm an artist, can't you tell ? I have absolutely no time to fly !" "Ahhh, don't bother me with your stupid questions... " I'll be seeing you ! Orlando