Nevermore

Polly want a cracker, just for a snack.

I’m a bird but I cannot really fly.

Well maybe I can If only I try.

I dress so somberly in solemn black.

I like the music of Burt Bacharach.

I’ll be so prim and proper ’til I die.

I don’t know whether to laugh or to cry.

I have it all.  There’s nothing that I lack.

 

Welcome back to THE SUNDAY MUSE # 54

This week, from the looks of that bird, I couldn’t possibly even try to avoid an attempt at comedic effect.  This is only my second attempt at an ITALIAN OCTAVE .

 

 

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