My window to the world
is shielded by a tree
Birds take up residence
And chirp their songs to me.
Sitting at my computer
gazing out in reverie
My muse is oft inspired
by the feathered friends I see
Their happy little serenades
are void of rumination
They welcome all who come to perch
without discrimination
It suddenly occurs to me
the irony is absurd
living in peace and harmony
is strictly for the birds.
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