Birds

Expose them to the air
Drag them by the hair
If you ask I’m feeling fine
Malignant to benign
Show up throw up into the womb
Show up throw up into the womb
Show up throw up into the womb
Show up throw up into the womb
Each breath is but a sigh
She never bat an eye
It’s not polite to stare
Wool spun from her hair
Show up throw up into the womb
Show up throw up into the womb
Show up throw up into the womb
Show up throw up into the womb
Obedient and shy
With button nose and eyes
Recoil at his prayer
I’m biased to be fair