the sun came up up above the sea the streaming clouds tore into my tranquility
| | out my window I could see a bird drop down on the branches of my apple tree |
everyday the bluebird comes down and stares at me for hours can't figure out if he brings me luck or if he's trying to tear me down | | I bought a rifle with a bushnell scope knowing the answer would be to see if he's calm or frightful |
the sun rose up over the sea I staked out and waited like so many gunmen before me | | everyday the bluebird comes down and stares at me for hours can't figure out if he brings me luck or if he's trying to tear me down |
he saw my gun, he stared right into my eyes, I fired his body exploded and feathers fell all over my lawn |
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