MAGPIE TALES week 184 SONG BIRD(S)

Published to Magpie Tales week #184. 

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Song Bird:

Hello, Pretty One--Yes, YOU! 
With wings and things,
sharpened head-ring,
anklet replacing boot!

She:
Shhhh! We must not sing so loud...
behind us is that man in the cloud
who spys on me.
I flee to be free. 

Song Bird:
I help you escape, now.
Freedom also my desire.
Jump down from that tree, girl;
set your wings afire.

She:
So afraid, that I might land
on that antique-mobile, but
will try to hit the sand.
Will you hold my basket, Bird?
But...OH!  You have no hand.

Allow me to sing a short poem
which I read on this blog one day...
it is for you, Song Bird,
listen now to what I say:

She:

has become

a most beautiful

Song Bird

♫♫♫

♥

Fly little bird 

Fly if you must

All this is because 

Your lack of trust

Has overcome your

Knowledge of love.

Cavort on beaches

And notice above

White dove...

That'll be

Meee

--steveroni