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Bird on a Wire

Refrain

Blackbird clings to a near vertical wire,

Flies too close to the sun's pyre,

cries out mournfully, "Pants on fire!"

"Liar, liar, pants on fire!"

Have you ever played the lyre?

Flew like a very high flyer?

Balanced on a high wire?

Tried over again like a trier?

Played to the very edge?

Saving grace with a hedge?

Inserting just the right wedge?

To reach just a little bit higher?

(Refrain)

Get what you want regardless of cost?

Manipulate to gain more than lost?

Leave life to the dice when tossed?

Continue through life being a liar?

Count the Angels on the tip of a pin?

Move mood to mood whatever you're in?

Swim underwater like a fish without a fin?

Willy-nilly your way like an Internet crier?

(Refrain)

Copyright 2022 © Ronald W. Hull

4/7/22

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