Four and twenty blackbirds looking at me


I lay in bed tired as can be

I look to the window and what do I see

Four and twenty blackbirds looking at me

I must be dreaming, this I possibly can’t see

I open my eyes wide and sure enough they’re looking at me

I get nervous thinking of that bird movie on tv

I don’t mind birds, but just a few

This is obvious too many, what to do

I close my eyes again, to get a wink or two

As I turn over and open one eye

I realize it’s 3am and just a dark sky

No more ice cream before bed

I can’t handle these visions in my head

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