There used to be a door here
Such a sweet and simple thing
Until the day it closed and
Forbade the flight of wings.
There used to be funnies here
Of editorials and letters
But now there's only comics
Just another kind of fetter.
I used to fly around the house
Pretending it the world
Until she closed the cage for good -
O! Why did she watch Birds?
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