Lyrics Scramble
Bread and Milk - 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
Good fortune wrapped him up again.
Leaves caught his fall, dirt kissed his skin,
Seventh-floor miracle, wild and free.
Seven stories down, but the branches prevailed.
Oh, Johnny flew like a bird from the rail,
Hallelujah, hallelujah—thank the tree!