I am looking through the framed window,
there is a beautiful sight to behold.
A monster of a magnolia tree,
I think it must be very old.

I am looking through through the framed window,
Big tall green storks I see.
On top of the storks huge heads of yellow,
Sunflowers providing nectar for the bee.

I am looking through through the framed window,
I see a tall stem with razor sharp thorns.
Roses as red as blood,
I go to pick it, ouch my finger gets torn.

I am looking through through the framed window,
At a carpet of luscious green grass.
I want to go get my football,
So I can work on my perfect pass.

I am looking through through the framed window,
Oh what’s that I see?
Rummaging round for worms to eat,
A nosy red robin looking back at me.