Life of a Bird
The life of a small
Woody starts with the work
Can't tell what to be done
But feelings started question
Why they are inhuman
Instead of their personality
Being a human
Denying the reality
To show their status
They are doing
They not
They hurting the green park
And giving a clot
But where had to stand
They sitting like dumb
Seeing th circus
Laughing like a dumb
Let's play
Let it go
They all time say
We are human
They are prey
They are prey
They are prey
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