A dusty flute played Mozart a brace of pigeons on the window
Sill shit down on the statues of abandon heroes
They didn t care that someone will dust off
The statues and uplift them to heaven
The years-longs dance of flies
Around the useless crap will begin
This story has an end as well
The statues aroused dislike, got covered dust,
And cobwed curtains and pigeons to shit on them
Again Dust off, set up love, get disappointed, hate,
Cover with dust, abandon, and crap on...