MockingBird Con-Formity
You Think A Bird Brain
Is As Stupid As You!
All The Mocking Is
Sweet Music Ours...
You: Less Than...
Why Can't You Fly?
Hey! I Could!
See The Jet Filled With Humans!?
I Could Be In That One, Easy!
Yeah, Right, Without All The Help,
Fly On Your Own... Do Your Best...
Do You Have The Recipe, And
All Of The Ingredients?
Quack Quack, No I Can't
Even Sing (Dimensionless...)
Why Don’t You Have Feathers?
You Bozo Hanging T-Shirts
To Hang In The Naked Hot Air?
I Have Textiles, And Freedoms
I Can Wear With My Moods...
I'm Not Limited By One
Living Beautiful Radiant Sheen...
You Are Just Living On The Fruits
Of Numb-Skulls Numb'er Than You...
The "Skill" Of Conforming...
From Your Collaborationist Culture...
Dumb As It Comes!
Hey! Why So Melodic...
But So Harsh!? I Adapt...
On The Good Will Of Ever-More
Strangers.
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Free As Feathers
Catching A Whim
A-lighting From A
Breeze...
-Gray Squirrel
06-03-2026
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