The First Time I Encountered a Phoenix

The first time I encountered a phoenix I was horrified when he frizzled into ashes Not realizing he was going to come back In better shape than ever I had made a friend out of him on a Saturday night We were in a speak easy, but the speaking was not easy because it was too loud So I took him home, carrying his cage gently We spoke well into the night I was horrified that he was rapidly molting Terrified he was dying Not realizing that was his way to come back better than ever