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The Little Birdie

“Aren’t you a little birdie,

Trifling and poetic,

You think the skies are,

Magnificent and aesthetic;”

The sky laughs and says,

“Ain’t you too small to be energetic?”

But you think you’re just fine,

A little bold and a little majestic.

The clouds say they’re these miles up,

Challenging the birdie’s hypothetic,

The birdie just smiles and flies away

She’s unapologetic.

Fly, I say little birdie,

Fly far and wide,

Fly to the mountains and rivers flowing,

Fly to the beaches and oceans,

Fly from those who toxicate you,

Fly to the fresh air,

Fly where there is no one,

To bring you despair.

 
 
 

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