Birds
Brilliant pilots
With no college certificate, but
Knows all the rudiments to flight;
The escapes, and
Never does crash.
I want to fly like the birds,
Colorful in the sky,
With no buzz as with the plane.
I jumped in the air, but
At once I crashed, and
Bunked my head,
I screamed of pains, and
The sight of the wonderful fleet I lost.
Then in a twinkle little while,
Each party to the fleet
Dropped a bunch of rose on my head.
O! What love untold.
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