Bird who flew by me,
Caressed me you see.
It's yellow feathers,
Felt good against my hands.
Bird, why do you love me so?
You first are with me,
Then you soar in the sky and go.
The amazing thing is that you come back.
Bird I know.
You love me so.
You fly high because you do.
You're a pleasure to be with.
Bird, fly away then come back to me.
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