You are a monster. You ate a helpless, defenseless, possibly lovely (not that you would know since you ate the poor thing before you could even get to know it), and tiny creature. I hope you feel good about yourself.
No, wait, no I do not hope you feel good about yourself. I hope you feel really terrible.
With that in mind, want to try letting the baby bird not go inside your stomach, you disgusting excuse for a thing that doesn’t appreciate existence?