I watch the sparrow sitting on my window sill
Chuckles and sings,with a free will
His wife, Mrs. Sparrow call, and for a moment he sits still
then he flutters his wings, he seems obviously thrilled
My cat is dreaming, how sparrow would taste when grilled
I can read your mind, I nod to Jill
wanted ice cream, she got me soup..that kills 😉
I don’t need rest nor any more pills
I am not going over the hill, not untill
I complete my work and pay all bills
I will leave all balance to nill..
and in my brief case, you can find my will
told you, not untill
I am dead and buried silent and still.