Okay, so you are the white sheep of the Ardeidae family. You’re still an egret to us.
Good old Joey. There’s one like him in every crowd, always has to stick out.
If I stick this landing, the Olympic Gold Medal is mine, so no pressure.
Rumi was so right: “We eat the clouds and evening light.”
And then the Gallinule says, stay away from him or you’ll get cooties!
I’m imply gorgeous and no one seems to know who I am.
Man, I hate being a teenager. Spots on my face, the girls laugh at me. But some day, look out!
Coo coo ka choo is the best you’ve got? Do I look at all like Mrs. Robinson?
Wait, you want ballet dancers? The egret said this was a tap audition. Teach me to listen to a bird.
I hate waiting, don’t you Doris. You’d think Starbucks would have a fly-thru window by now.