Lyrics Scramble
Bird Watching – Linka Kulla
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Section 1
Mom flips eggs, Dad reads the news,
Little Johnny ties his shoes.
Saturday sun through the door.
Windows shut, AC hums,
Balcony door left open—someone…
Clamdens on the seventh floor,
Section 2
Seven stories down, but the branches prevailed.
Hallelujah, hallelujah—thank the tree!
Seventh-floor miracle, wild and free.
Oh, Johnny flew like a bird from the rail,
Good fortune wrapped him up again.
Leaves caught his fall, dirt kissed his skin,