Catch
the birds
Flying
in the sky
The
hunters on the ground
They
watch with naked eyes
The
throwing of seeds
The
enticement for the birds
They
stop at trees hopping to branches
They
aren't stupid to fall for it
Though
they have bird brains
They
don't want their lives to be ruined
The
food on the ground it looks tempting
They
stare at it finally flying away
The
hunters keep watch
They
hope to catch the birds
The
long hours have gone
The
time to take a break
We
don't need enticement
We
know what's wrong with the ruling regime
It
is no use flooding with goodies
When
it is still a deficit budget
Somewhere
a Tom or Dick or Harry
He
has to pay for the excessiveness
We
don't hear the hunters complain
They
were jumping with joy
They
know they have bags of seeds
A
time to entice the hungry folks
Nobody
should fall for the trap
It
is selling your own soul
It
is better to fly away
Let
the eagle take the helm
Once
the hunters are gone
The
free way to deal with it
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