Fly away Birdie
Sky-fly away
No looking back now
You pretty little beast
Head for the clouds
I’ve set you free
You thought I had caged you
But the trap lies somewhere else
In the form of a bird-bath
It was not me who caged you
But still you were mine
Grains from my hands were fed
Now,
Another hand gives you your meal
I expected to fly back
Fly down
But no..
Now,
You’re a speck in the sky
Hope you get hunted
Be the lunch of a gunner
-And I go get a new Bird
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