What came first, the bird or the Egg?
Passages flown with air,
Molecular divisions sift
Ventricles called Atria.
The entire cavity of the body of a bird
Acts as a bellows, afforded our
Feathered friends to move air through their lungs
Computer for the tail
Trusses of strength
between the beat of wings
“Hey, Bird Brain, sing for me?”
“ I said sing, I know you can do better than that”
(Lines up the Winchester—up, down, side to side)
Birds are known for their beautiful voices
Even that of the Raven
Or that of baby vultures
--speaking of which- all babies are the same- from fish to birds to oxen, from gorillas to lynx, to Human beings—all depend upon others, or predators will feast. Yes predators will feast.
But digression aside, birds go great with coffee
No, not in the edible sense
But that gets me thinking- hmm.. Do all birds taste like chicken?
“Enough of this, sing, sing, sing or else”
So, when the bird wants to sing
It merely opens up Syrinx
No, different spelling
I don’t believe there are temples in avian vox
But different still
Come fly away
Grab the wind
Spread your wings
Fly from here
I’ll dream you’ve travelled
To a special place
One you’ll love
One you’ll never want to leave
They say, birds do anyhow,
That the family that flies together…
And I’ll wait for you
For your springtime serenade
So, what became of Mr., hmm, never caught his name, so I’ll call him Sylvester Fudd?
Well the details are unclear
But the Winchester never left his ear
And the song was said to have been
So beautiful even he cried for ten.