both fly pretty high in the sky
but not as high as the buzzard
was born a ground squirrel in this life
and don't mind all that much anymore
about that flying stuff
i did that
and every kiss
is a little bight out of the apple
and nobody ever called me a hawk
except maybe a couple of girls
and i didn't really mean it
and they were so disappointed
was not as mean as they had hoped
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