Song of the Mockingbird
This is the song
Of the Mockingbird
With repeat rhymes
And borrowed words
Of all he's seen
And all he's heard
On his daily flight
From yonder wood
To mountain stream
Through rolling meadows
Shades of green
All that he has
In-between
That his ears can find
To use it time
And time again
As ruffled feathers
Gather wind
Spreading wing
At the slightest hint
Mixing it all in rhyme
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