One faire day in winter makes not birds merrie.

A bird in the hand is worth what it will bring.

Even when a bird walks, one feels it has wings.

Birds are the first and the greatest performers.

Birds evolved from a small raptor like theropod.

The bird's delirium does not interest the trees.

Birds born in a cage think flying is an illness.

Poetry is like a bird, it ignores all frontiers.

If worms carried pistols, birds wouldn't eat 'em.

No matter. The dead bird does not leave the nest.

Without love we all like birds with broken wings.

I always wonder why birds stay in the same place.

A poem should be wordless As the flight of birds.

The shell must be broken before the bird can fly.

Nonsense. Space is blue and birds fly through it.

Grip the club as if you were holding a baby bird.

Late birds get worms while early birds get tired.

Birds are not free since Men have invented cages.

We found the future, like birds fly into windows.

Even when the bird walks we see that it has wings.

Owl hasn't exactly got Brain, but he Knows Things.

Everyone in me is a bird I am beating all my wings

A fish may love a bird, but where would they live?

BP has put more birds in oil than Colonel Sanders.

It is not only fine feathers that make fine birds.

The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship.

Argentina has the best bird shooting in the world.

The little things are important, Mr. Wind-Up Bird.

Faith is the bird that sings while it is yet dark.

Birds born in cages think that flying is a disease.

A bird in The Strand is worth two in Shepherds Bush

Birds of a lawless, bigoted feather bully together.

Tomorrow, the birds will sing. Be brave. Face life.

You grimy as birds shittin' on the top of ya Fords.

I don't, for the record, have a Tweety Bird fetish.

I spend a lot of time learning about bird watching.

I work as often as I want and yet I'm free as a bird

A feather in hand is better then a bird in the ayre.

It is a blind goose that cometh to the fox's sermon.

The bird that flutters least is longest on the wing.

Dear God, make me a bird so I can fly far, far away.

Birds always seem like they're swooping down on you.

Fly! There's a lot of sky out there for brave birds.

Aesthetics is to artists as ornithology is to birds.

I work as often as I want and yet I'm free as a bird.

You're just an empty cage girl, if you kill the bird.

The bird is gone, and in what meadow does it now sing?

If you gotta kill two birds, might as well get stoned.

Birds fly over the rainbow. Why then, oh, why can't I?

People habitat has to take priority over bird habitat.

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