Well, pal, we’re clearly two of a kind.
United 737 to Tower, we’re having some trouble seeing the runway. Over.
Tell me honestly, do these feathers make me look fat?
Mirror, mirror on the pond, that’s sure the face of which I’m fond.
Kermit was right, it isn’t easy being Grebe.
What do you mean, the next flight isn’t until tomorrow. I have wings, you know.
First, this is a pond not a Loch. Second, for heaven’s sake stop calling me Nessie!
Now Ricky Ricardo come over here and you listen to me!!
As birds go, I guess I’m sitting on top of the world.
Some are born great, others achieve greatness. I’ll let your decide how I got to be a Great heron.