Take Flight
It's spring
The mother robin
Can only feed worms
To her chicks
Because worms
Were what she'd been fed
When she was a chick
If robins understood advertising
They'd feed M&Ms, Fritos, and Coca Cola
To their chicks
Then there would be fat robins
Laying around unable to fly
I wish my mother had fed me worms
Then I'd have been able to fly
Instead of just getting by
Believing everything I see
On glowing screens
Then going into advertising
Telling everyone I'd never met
Believe what I say
You can't fly
You can't fly
Barry G. Wick
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