I have a bird inside of me
With clear, crisp voice to sleep she sings
I hear her day
I hear her nights
Sweetly she sings through
Peace or fights
My friends are fooled
They do not know
It's not my voice that sounds so
For one cool night
Wide mouthed I slept
Into my mouth the small birdy crept
And now, she will not go away
I'm rather glad, I'd hoped she'd stay
For her voice has helped lift my heavy load
And changed the life
Of this Toad.
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