A Silly Bird's Song: A Poem by Tang Bowen

In the sky, a silly bird does fly He sings a tune that's quite awry His words are jumbled, his rhythm's odd But still we listen, to this silly clod

He flits and flutters, with a clumsy grace And lands upon a branch with a silly face He tilts his head and looks around As if he's lost, and cannot be found

But then he opens up his beak And sings a song that's quite unique It's not a melody we've heard before But still we love it more and more

For in this silly bird we see A spirit that is wild and free He reminds us to let loose and play And enjoy each moment, come what may

So let us all be like this bird And sing a song that's quite absurd For life is short, and we should live With joy and laughter, let's not just exist.