Slibotechna #3

                                                                                                                        

Well, I didn't tell anyone, but a bird flew by
Saw what I'd done, he set up a nest outside
And he sang about what I'd become
He sang so loud, he sang so clear

I was afraid all the neigbours would hear

So I brought him in just to reason with him
Promised I'd never
Do it again

But he sang louder and louder inside the house
And no, I couldn't get him out
So I trapped him under a cardboard box
Stood on it to make it stop
Picked up the bird and above the din
Said

That's the last song you'll ever sing

Held him down, broke his neck
Taught him a lesson he wouldn't forget

But in my dreams begun to creep
The old familiar "Tweet, tweet, tweet"...

I opened my mouth to scream and shout
And I waved my arms and flapped about
But I couldn't scream and I couldn't shout
Couldn't scream and I couldn't shout
The song was coming
From my mouth...


... Because I like it, that's why!