Little Bird


You have no idea how lucky you are
In that high blue sky
Only if I could join you
Oh how happy I would be
Soaring like you
To new see new people and places
Pore little me
For I am not a lucky little bird
And I cannot fly high
Like you my feathered friend
I do wish you luck
In that big blue sea
Sadly I cannot come with you
For I was meant to stay on ground
The Lord wanted me to walk
When I desire to fly
Of pore pore little old me
Well have fun little bird
And remember
To save on flight for me

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