I won't be friends with sparrows, or love them any more.
I won't put out my breakfast crumbs around the kitchen door.
If all the sparrows all go hungry, I don't believe I care.
You can't be friends with sparrows,
They simply don't play fair.

I had a little garden and I made it very neat,
I left a rough and weedy bit where the birds could play and eat.
I put out cake and bread crumbs all out among the weeds,
But those horrid sparrows left the crumbs and gobbled up my seeds.