Immortalise birds of superior class,

Images painted on wine glass,

Over the chatter, they hover and hum,

Soaring above the social creame. 

With beaks full of Beechnuts and acron,

As ripples of purple rise, the BlueJay is gone,

Dressed in cool colours of indigo and blue,

Through the clinking glass, the image is squewed.

As the clear aqueous babbles,

A spotted Munia in grasslands travels,

With a seed from here, a berry from there, 

This small bird inhabits plains flat lands.

A constant hum surround,

Over the gurgling liquor all around,

A hummingbird hovers over the flora it seeks,

Taking pure sweetness in its beak. 

A repetitive chatter,

Over the precious goblet's clatter,

A fiery red parakeet, perched on wine glass,

Holding court with the tipsy class.