Sandpiper

Dweeb

I set my gear up on Feb 1 with the intention of recording a number that I had “ready to go”. I recorded this instead, which just popped up out of nowhere.

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He walks along the beach with me he eats the sea he eats with me

He grabs the little that he can the stuff that missed the garbage can

Like surges forward like a wave the does it like his mind is crazed

He never stops the whole day long he is the subject of this song

Sandpiper…

I wonder what his mind is like a study of his birdy psych

not much could fit inside his head somehow works I’ve heard it said

A thousand others just like him their tails long their legs are thin

I join them on their daily walk I wish they knew a little talk

Sandpiper

I never knew another bird No other type that was preferred

My favorite of the kind that wades into the water they have strayed

The highlight of my beachy time they make their lives into a rhyme

I stand and watch them all day long then I write this silly song

Sandpiper birds