There goes another wren,
Good for nothing much but
Another wren, and all day you’ve tried
To get to that previously missing wrens,
And it’s five o’clock and you’re no wren,
A coach without a sure game time,
But getting close to inevitable. Soon
The little bird that hops by will have to
Be an invitation, and the name soon.
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