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Blackbird and a worm

There is tumult in the garden  
Was it ever so ?  
Watched a fight,  
a blackbird and a worm.  
It was ever so.  
Did not stop  
even to take sides.  
It was ever so.  
Cannot live on bread alone,  
do I ask him not to call  
to warn me of a storm  
because he killed a worm?  
It was ever so.  
His forecast sound as ever,  
a dark side 'neath the feathers.  
It was ever so.
Written by Kexby (john rickell)
Published | Edited 3rd Jan 2014
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