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My little Chick-a-dee

 So it has come to this.

 A mindless voice with mindless tune

 Singing softly in the dark.

 My friend, I promise 

 On such a night

  Even the sages are locked

  Babbling in their rooms.

  On such a night

   The pineapple juice

   Turns into

   Pineapple juice.

  You think me mad?

  Well, my boyze. 

   I had a hen who

   Could lay a Golden Calf.

    And this weird guy

   – Mozaz was his name –

     Yass, this Mozaz     

     Threw these stone tablets

    – Threw, I say –

      These stone tablets on my hen,

      And killed her.

      Feathers everywhere.

      And I asked him

      – I said to him – 

      “Mozaz, why did you flatten my hen

      And make the feathers

      Fly?”

     And he said to me 

     (can you believe this)

     He said to me:

    “W. C.

    “I was damn hungry.”

     And then I knew,

     My little chick-a- dee,

     My little bottom-soft dumpling,

     I knew from that moment

     The man was not sincere.    

                                    ~ DE BA UE