Heavenly Birds Poem by Moses Samandar

Heavenly Birds



I suppose life - iz hard.
I suppose we live.
While the birds skuffle for bread.
We live like birds in the sky - our creation of regime.
Living, flying, walking.
While we oomph to the next level.
However, the journey is fashionable and road-worthy
EX-cUShion, hacking a computer called by life.
Mr Bird fly me to Florida
I do not want to take a cab.

Saturday, December 26, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: ballad
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Inspired by Girls Aloud Instrumental.
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