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The Ballad of Cheerful Birds

The flash of lightning cat reveals,

His fearful body quakes.

Above him sing two little birds.

Now Thunder’s silence breaks.


And still they sing their cheerful song,

Aloud with mocking tones—

The cat he could not stand the sound.

The storm at window moans.


The cat, he leaps upon the desk

And swish the candle falls

A flare and smoke arise and spread

If rain could go through walls.


The kitchen fiery blast destroyed

The woman lives and cat

The cheerful birds they sing no more

And “mourning” cat lies fat.