As I was getting ready for another day,
I heard a pecking noise on my window.
All right already!
And there he was, a little sparrow.
He flew and sat on my hand
And tried to tell me something.
Little friend, I cannot understand
Whatever you are saying.
On my table was a picture of my family
Which the sparrow knocked down.
That was unnecessary, buddy!
And thus made sense, that pecking sound.
My new apartment stands over his old one,
It was I who was pecking.
I invaded his house while he was gone,
And it was I who wasn’t understanding.
~ The Rightful owner had returned