I wanna see birds that fly,
In the midst of the great sky;
Floating freely in the air,
Like a wild lion living in a lair.
Their feathers are cool to me,
Like Dianne Agron that I wanna see;
Feels like heaven when birds come,
Into my eardrum with a awesome hum.
Come on birds that fly,
Let me see your wonder up high,
When I caught you skin little pie;
I will never let you die!
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