Someone has left two birds on my nice lawn
They are not meant to do that, it’s not cool
The birds stay there from dawn to dusk to dawn
They must think that I’m just a spineless fool
But I got my phone out to make a call
I told them, you best take these birds from here
The problem I have with them may sound small
You may think I sound joyless and austere
But I have the right to do as I will
With my own house, and all that surrounds it
That’s not your right, and don’t tell me to chill
That just makes it worse, I may throw a fit
If you don’t get these birds out of my sight
I’ll drive them to the dump, and strike a light
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