Sunday, November 2, 2008

Dead bird,
Why are you dead?
Why are you dead? 
Why are you dead? 

Dead bird,
why do you rest
next to a Coors Light can?
Coors Light can

you can't stand up
you can't fly away
you are drowning 
in the sideways rain

It's your sidewalk fame
You are dead, bird. 
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