Dayway

I shot up like a rabbit in despair, in the morning,
In the mirror I hoaxed myself, in a puddle.
Like a fly into a bulb I bumped into the shining,
On my bike, I was hunting deer, deep down, I was,
I ate like hungry, and hunger ate at me,
Later on I turned rosy like Flamingo in fertile mode,
I kissed ass like no animal, and turned silly like all animal,
I slid around obstacles like snake around confinements,
I worked like ox and lashed out like pregnant bitch,
I dug holes like dog, and spread wings like hawk,
I moved like cat and cut like crab,
I did all that, and still feel brainy, at dusk,
when I lick my wounds like bear, and realize,

To sing with birds, you have to sing like bird.