pretty swallow
sing your little song
‘fore you cleave the air
not the one of sorrow
sing your happy song
it always soothes I swear
where you go
I know not
but wish you'd take me there
to your paradise
some kinda Mauritius
a land of swallowtails and dodos
© Heath Muchena
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