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your eyes are like berries
like the red berries that make the waxwings drunk in the spring
and your neck smooth and green like the bottles the humans drink from
i want to get drunk from your beak and you from mine
every one of my feathers would trill
like the red berries that make the waxwings drunk in the spring
and your neck smooth and green like the bottles the humans drink from
i want to get drunk from your beak and you from mine
every one of my feathers would trill
