They Are Birds
They float on the ocean of sky.
In the land of the cloud they fly.
They are happy, they are swift,
They are cool and very sweet.
Their eyes are glittering jewels –
Plumages are like soft flannels.
Their chirping sounds polite.
They fly high in a flight.
They chirp like a happy song
Even when they feel wrong.
They are birds , they are birds –
You never know their hearts.
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