Giving Him the Bird

I see your bright colored plumes and your cocky arrogant beak you think you got a trumpet in my ear but oh ,you wait and see how beautiful the end result will be, once you CLAMP It is no ones business but my own what I write and re-write in the name of perfection. Cat got your tongue? Well finally we got some peace round here, I'm entering IT Are you expecting those old parrot tapes to enter my heaven? I'm busy inputting so I I can't hear your hell so fly away from me bird from Alcatraz cuz I'm not this, OR That, I will not listen anymore. REMOVE that silly grin off your plucky face and give me room to be the best that I can be. I'm unreeling, re-dealing, getting ready for the authentic manuscript of the Century. So bird on you.... Get over YOURSELF You don't own monopoly to my mind nor my imagination get going bird, I got it covered so pluck those poisoned feathers off my back and let me grow wings, that won't harm or attack leave me in peace to write . January 14, 2019