One Single Impression: Reincarnation

Reincarnation Woes

If I were a foo bird
a little fooie you I'd tell.
I'd tell you how to fly
even though I can't fly myself.

Now you ask, "why you can't?"
I'd go on and on 'bout my sails.
Strung high above the bilge,
up and over seas not, they've failed.

You say "why did you try?"
Fooie me I believed I could.
Foo bird's soulful remorse,
"ne'er did exist a foo." Poor bird.

Goodbye forever now
you little feathered fooie foul.
Loser, alas, I've picked,
lying here in my box of wood.

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"Reincarnation" as prompt was
suggested by Gautami Tripathy at Rooted