A little jay flew up too soon

tumbling down from the sky to you

he began to sigh and croon

singing a song of endless blues

the wind joined the jay’s little tune

thumps joined from the burrows afar

Hares had joined bringing beat

they did not have bones or bars

only did they have strong two feet

among the winds and chrips and cries

a string was plucked with rigor

a lyre lay not to far play...