What sayeth the canary?
How long to be cordial?
Generosity is my misery,
My kindness in its funeral,
What sayeth the canary?
I pray for spirits of the dead,
Good people loved are scarce,
Why not the evil instead?
What sayeth the canary?
I loathe those with caprice,
Sudden desire is momentary,
Only the backwash prevails.
