our words like birds
flock and flutter
shout or mutter
they rest and roost
perch and preen
flying free or caged
still we soar and sing
what we mean
sometimes in braying caw
sometime in lullaby trill
make of our songs
what you will
with or without your sanction
our chorus fills the air
together we are joyous
come and join us
if you dare
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