Shoo. Fly. Shoo.

“Oh don’t land here….oh please.  Not here.  Noooooooooo……. not right on my head.  C’mon now.  Shooo.  Shoooo you.”

“Just fly away.  Okay, now.  It’s not easy being a statue, especially at times like these.  I stand here, day in, day out.  The likes of you, landing on my head…  so c’mon you.  Go on.  Git.  Oh my, you ARE a BIG bird.  HOLY CRAP….. what did you eat for lunch?  Your butt smells like rotten Grackles.  Common Grackles at that.  Alright.  Here’s what I’ll do…… I’ll say  a little prayer for you.”

“The moment I wake up
Before I put on my makeup
I say a little prayer for you
While combing my hair, now
And wondering what dress to wear, now
I say a little prayer for you….

Foverver, and ever….”

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