A Downy's Tale (Tail)

 

Soft as a pillow that's made of down

A fluffy ball that flys, indeed

A smaller woody cannot be found

But the male's red head says all you need

I'm black and white, of that no doubt

With chest and belly of mostly white

The rest is black with stripes and dots

Of only white, my what a sight

I never miss what I'm aiming at

 'Cause my aim is true and I'm so intent

 I measure it sure before I strike

And I only hit what I truly meant

I am loved by all, both near and far

Not because I'm such a goody

But think of how large my cousins are

I'm just the smallest real-life woody

Written by David Warbritton for the Warbritton family, no usage without consent from the author.