the blackbird
couldn't possibly
include us
in his song
about worms,
or, just sing for us
such a beautiful song
about worms,
a sunny day
no big winds, a perfect day, for
planting more seedlings
a gust of wind
and ruffled feathers,
on the fence, now,
likes us digging,
of course,
forever and ever
and likes us digging
on top of the rooftops
blue sky,
forever
some more rain,
no doubt,
a sunny sky
big winds
on the way
that creates beautiful pictures, great mood!
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