(PAD #039) like a (truck) bird

wa-dor
wa-dor
wa-dor-wa-dor

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I prefer
a magpie
to a truck

I hear them both
right outside
every morning

they both sing songs
in their
individual ways

they both fill the air
with their sound

but the magpie’s air
is a flight
before spring

and the truck
is only a noise
filling the air

I sing
a magpie song

wa-dor wa-dor
wa-dor-wa-dor

I wish the truck

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would just
move along

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and I could sing
the day
like a bird

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