Look At the Old Bird
Look at that old bird
Hopping and clapping
Dancing and spinning
Whirling and twirling
The lookers were young wrens
No wait
More like crows
Hoping she would falter, fall or fail
She did none of that
She knew her heart
And spread her wings
And flew
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