Cuckoo

Dawn in Albany statesmen are still asleep

The first noise heard through the dew: "cuckoo!"

A rattle follows, the coroner's office glows

This is my portrait of you, Cuckoo

Cuckoo is your given name

Christened in the solitude of fame

Ah! Friends as such! Whose love is without touch

All four horsemen are you, Cuckoo, Cuckoo

Cuckoo, like Brughel's Miser in the frame

Quite literally, you're insane

A cop-out so flippantly talked about

Stand up, here comes your cue: "cuckoo! cuckoo!"