FLYING SONGESTERS

A little blue cage
Hanged on a wedge
The blue metal bars
Shone like bright stars

Occupied by two love birds
Unaware of affairs of world
Fluttering their wings with grace
Vitality bloomed in the cage

The mistress with lean frame
Fed them with gnarled grains
The birds chirped happily 
As they ate the grains hungrily

The song of the songsters
Pleased the watching youngsters
Proudly beamed the mistress
The birds flew in happiness

The dazed crowd threw money
The mistress counted every penny
As night took over day
Hurriedly disappeared the soire'e

The mistress became prosperous
Her wealth grew enormous
Power made her careless
The birds were helpless


The birds died of starvation
The mistress cries in desolation
Guilt engulfed her heavy heart
Gloom replaced her lovely charm