Birds
Outside my window
Two ladies
Like chatting magpies
If they had feathers
And a tail
They’d fly the news
Rapid ugly words
Evil birds
Arouse my deep sleep
The neighborhood hens
This rooster
Gonna peck out eyes
Tired of these lies
Gossipy hags
Tittle-tattle spies
Outside my window
At sunrise.
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