Pool Party

Where does a bird fly
When there’s no sky
And when the eyes
Can’t see outside?

Flying from this beam,
Next to that other beam,
To me, it quite nearly seems
We need a ladder high enough

— To where at least we’d crash
Into the warm water with a splash
Of this indoor pool yet to be trashed
From this kid’s birthday party —

To help a bird
Calm its nerves,
Since this is absurd.
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