you're scaring all the people off
the ledge where they have come to scoff
and now they all begin to cough
from choking on their words

atop the hill they'd rattled on
about how they were all the spawn
of everything that comes at dawn
especially the birds

it must be why they got away
with every word that they would say
they'd fly and hide and go astray
by piloting their wings

but feathers kept on falling from
every flock and turned them numb
until their throats would eat their tongue
and they'd stop saying things