Little Glass Box (A Poem)
Little Glass Box:
There's a little yellow bird,
In a little glass box,
Whose song I hear all day.
And that little yellow bird,
In that little glass box,
Never comes out to play.
For that little glass box,
with that little yellow bird,
stops all attempts to try,
Touching the little yellow bird,
in the little glass box,
Leaving me tears to cry.
This is so simple and cliche....wierd for me to do, haha.
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