Birds, I’ve’a Feather

I’ve’a dove, white
straight sh’flew
eyes mos’ true
wings’ve gold’n
I’m breaking
upheart without
You

I’ve’a crow, black
calm s’flame
t’melt your chain
whisky winds blue
bye’n try’n
gust her
Name

I’ve’a robbin, red
destroy’a nest
t’straw h’best
dare’a newsong
f’hearts a’long
unlike the
rest

I’ve angels, blue
often off ten
perfect pitches
sung, which is
w’never kin
fly home
again

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