Tired of love and
tired of bread She gave up her extant
world Moved from place to place and there She
came in the world of birds
She discovered that there were Other
things inside her brain At one day the
police came in Went to a jail for girls After
months she was released Hurried back
to the world of birds
Getting stoned and loving girls are
her only things to do There she was now
drafting girls Lonely in her world of
birds
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