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Little Birdie

Little birdie as cute as can be

I watch you fly by, as I drink tea

Your grace is so great when you soar way up high

I love to watch you when you fly by

You look so carefree, not a worry, not a fret

I can't understand you, at least not yet

But I'm curious of how this can be

When on some days, you look evil to me

Your wings flap with anger, but sometimes with love

As I watch and I question what's going on up above

Why are you as mysterious as can be

Like your mind is locked up, but I can't find the key

Sometimes I wonder and sometimes I worry

With that evil grin as you leave in a hurry

Your eyes filled with hatred, and a deep black

Wondering if you will ever fly back

So I'll wait till next year, when the birds come out

Looking for you, to see if your about

Little birdie as cute as can be

I watched you fly by, as I drank tea

I may never know what secrets you hold

But I will be waiting, never to be told