I’d Love, That Tiny Jay
I’d love, that tiny jay
invite me to dance.
That tree would crack and break,
but I’d wake up from trance!
I’d love to swing with jay
a waltz, in the morn,
and feel so blessed and loved,
from the day I was born!
Tiny hat has the jay,
and a tiny blue vest,
and it’s quick, light and sweet,
with its tiny small crest!
Well, a long robe I have,
breaking branches apart,
but I’d honor the graceful
Jay, and its art!
I’d love, that tiny jay
invite me to fly,
for I just have enough
of the sufferance, and cry!
In a whirlfull of waltz
we’d take off from the tree,
and we’d conquer all heights
in our flight of the FREE!
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Cosmic Liberty 