American Robin

“When the Red, red robin comes bob, bob, bobbing along, along.” the Face of Everyman couldn’t get that tune out of his head. Soon the entire Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was singing some version of it.

the Face of Everyman was flustered. A rude guest was splashing about and being caught on the security camera of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The venerable sage composed a few stern words to be shared.

He had always heard that the early bird got the worm. But Ransom wasn’t sure he liked these morning hours. Flying in the dark was dangerous even in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman voiced an agreement and dozed back to sleep.

the Face of Everyman could always tell when Father Robin hadn’t had his morning coffee. Staff at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had overslept after a night of watching Super Bowl LVII trivia and replays.

Looking more like an X-ray image rather than an early bird out for worms in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa this Robin wanted talk with the Face of Everyman. Of course, the venerable sage wanted to sleep till dawn.

These Two were looking for a free lunch at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; but the venerable sage had to disappoint them. the Face of Everyman had been informed that the shipment of worms had been delayed till Tuesday.

the Face of Everyman had hoped for Peace in our time, but, no, a flock of Robins flew in to stage their corporate retreat at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Could they ever settle down?

As ice began forming in the sacred waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa the Face of Everyman was forced to turn ON the pond heater. Too many complaints were bad for business.