Mama Birdie
got to see the one
sweet mama birdie not lost
to me any more
baby bird has turned
from blue bird to mockingbird
better watch your speak
and say only love
and peace and joyous things now
she'll not miss a beat
break the weird cycles
and learn the new way to be
appreciating
the moment we have
to be pure, happy, fulfilled
just good as it gets
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