perched high up
in the tree
sings so beautifully
about the beauty
of the morning
the black birds sings
cause the sun is shining
and not one thing's
wrong with that
the black birds crows
and runs across the roof
spreading the news of
the new dawning
she's happy
that black bird
chirping away
not a care or worry
about what lies ahead today
just singing that happy song
encouraging others to sing along
and join her in
loud chorus
oh that black bird sings
every single morning
around 5:30
while i'm still sleeping
gosh i love that bird
for making my mornings noisy
and not a care nor clue
'bout the extra 2 hours i'm due
damn that bird!
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