blackbird, blackbird
sittin' in a tree
blackbird, blackbird
that i see
tell me Mr. Blackbird
why are you black,
just which color do you lack?
well, fly away, fly away into the sky
fly away fly away way up high
whip-o-will, whip-o-will
"whip-o-willin'" so clear
whip-o-will, whip-o-will
far or near
tell me Mr. Whip-o-will
if you will
is your "whip-o-willin" ever still?
well, fly away, fly away into the sky
fly away, fly away way up high
mockingbird, mockingbird
"mockin'" at me
mockingbird, mockingbird
let me be
tell me Mr. Mockingbird
why do i find your "mockin'"
of me so shockin'
well, fly away, fly away into the sky
fly away, fly away way up high
bluebird, bluebird
that i hear
bluebird, bluebird
bringin' me a tear
tell me Mr. Bluebird
is it true ,
makin' me blue is all you do?
then, fly away, fly away way up high
tell my blues i said "goodbye"
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
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The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
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