gossip in the grain

such the lazy jackstraw

always late for tea

never bothers to ring lately

says the silly sparrow

'there's gossip in the grain

have you heard the.oh you don't say.'

'someday

someday

a snow shall fill the trees

you'd best make warm the eves.'

grown callous is the old crow

he'd mock even the sun

eyes as black as blood

bone crack in the craw

he'd say

he'd say

always a 'never mind'

always a 'never mind'

truth be: the beggar that holds his tongue

dines on none but air alone