I Used To Be A Nightingale Poem by Saniya Galeyeva
I Used To Be A Nightingale
I used to be a nightingale
But now I am turning into a mockingbird.
I wonder, how does it look like?
Does it look like a pike or a bike?
I know you love someone, hey, hey.
And I also know that cows eat hay.
Being a mockingbird I can sing the same
Songs I used to sing when I was a nightingale.
But since now singing is like playing a game.
Sunday, March 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love hurts
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