The Bluebird and the Fly
Nature makes its own decisions
It decides who lives or dies
Like the hunger of a common bluebird
Who's driven by her baby's cries
Now even the housefly will do the same
Driven by its hunger, they seek
Trying its best to avoid its doom
By way of the bluebird's beak
Somewhere soon their paths will cross
And the strong will devour the weak
Nature's design, cannot be broken
And the housefly's future looks bleak
Then out of the sky, lightning strikes
As the bluebird falls to the ground
A naked power line decides her fate
And the housefly's feast, has been found
It's funny to see how nature works
Pondering while wondering why
Things are nothing like they appear
Like the bluebird and the fly
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