Whats that? Is that a bald eagle
No that’s a crow who stole an egg
On the Fourth of July
Lets go swimming in the river its hot as hell
But I hear thunder
I am nine years old in line for breast stroke
I am running to dad’s car
No I am here, I am 25
I don’t have 20 minutes for your bullshit
Phone and keys are in my sneaker
Behind a pine I am a streaker
My friends are smiling underwater
I jump the bank a lanky otter
I am looking at water hitting water
And I am the rock, I am the eddy
I am my roommates in love
I am blackbеrry jelly
I am the weir, I am thе spillway
We are singing drinking at the dam
I am a cartoon Callahan
I am the man getting struck by lighting
Huddled under the tire sculptors tarp we are laughing and breathing hard
My knee is bloody from scrambling out
The rain finally quit and we all split an elephant ear
And I went and talked to you for the first time in at least a year
You were surprised and I felt bad
Your mom said I was a ghost back from the dead
And I didn’t quite know how to respond to that
Looking at your art on a table
Cause im not a ghost
And I ain't dead
I am a crow who stole an egg
On the 4th of July
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