Life seems pretty cozy up here,
Sitting in this nest next to the sky,
My food comes to me every day,
My time seems to quickly fly by.
I love the feeling up here,
In this place built for me,
I think I’ll stay here for a while,
I love my nest’s security.
At times it can be a bit boring,
I don’t care how my time is spent,
For I’m just taking care of me,
I’m living in the age of entitlement.
I deserve the attention that I get,
But there could be a little bit more,
Room service is a little slow,
Time to complain, make an uproar.
I wonder why God gave me wings?
Not very useful I have found,
I use them to help complain,
Squawk a bit and flap around.
Hey! What are you doing to me?
Stop pushing and shoving me around,
If I fall out of this nest right now,
I’ll be killed when I hit the ground.
Boy, you don’t know when to stop!
Leave me alone you scare me so,
I cannot leave this nest at all,
I’m not ready to jump and go.
Hey, I don’t know how to do this,
I don’t know how to begin to fly,
You’re not taking “No” for an answer,
If I jump from here, I’ll surely die!
You pushed me out; I’m falling now!
About flying, I have no clue,
The ground is getting closer quickly,
I’ll mimic what I saw others do.
I’ll spread these wings I’ve never used,
To cushion the blow when I hit,
Wait! Somehow I am rising up,
Wouldn’t have thought of this in a fit.
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