While listening to a gay mockingbird,
I contemplate various “dreams deferred.”
Is this crazy bird a carefree cynic?
What motivates his urge to mimic?
Although its coloring is largely gray,
a mockingbird has something to say.
When around my window he’s fluttering,
is that bird studying my muttering?
No doubt about it, this clown makes me laugh;
a special avian, and that’s no gaffe.