ok then...why do birds sing?? | |
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| Anonymous Coward User ID: 30760687 12/24/2012 03:12 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings "The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky. But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing. The caged bird sings with fearful trill of the things unknown but longed for still and is tune is heard on the distant hillfor the caged bird sings of freedom The free bird thinks of another breeze an the trade winds soft through the sighing trees and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn and he names the sky his own. But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing The caged bird sings with a fearful trill of things unknown but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom." by Maya Angelou [link to www.poemhunter.com] |
| Anonymous Coward (OP) User ID: 11378186 12/24/2012 03:16 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings Quoting: Anonymous Coward 30760687 "The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky. But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing. The caged bird sings with fearful trill of the things unknown but longed for still and is tune is heard on the distant hillfor the caged bird sings of freedom The free bird thinks of another breeze an the trade winds soft through the sighing trees and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn and he names the sky his own. But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing The caged bird sings with a fearful trill of things unknown but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom." by Maya Angelou [link to www.poemhunter.com] im talking about free birds. like lynrd skynrd sang about. |
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| caged bird set free... User ID: 17459529 12/24/2012 03:21 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings Quoting: Anonymous Coward 30760687 "The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky. But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing. The caged bird sings with fearful trill of the things unknown but longed for still and is tune is heard on the distant hillfor the caged bird sings of freedom The free bird thinks of another breeze an the trade winds soft through the sighing trees and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn and he names the sky his own. But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing The caged bird sings with a fearful trill of things unknown but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom." by Maya Angelou [link to www.poemhunter.com] |
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| Shoot straight Johnny User ID: 29552936 12/24/2012 03:27 AM ![]() Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Sure they weren't hyenas? The two are very often confused. In the beginning was the Word. And the Word was with God. And the Word Was God. [link to www.youtube.com] |
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