Harpsichord

To you
These events seem disjointed
Unconnected
But wait --
There on the balcony,
A fly on the rail
Alas!
A sign of things to come
Dead relatives
Afterlife
Cornucopias of sweets
Maybe even wine
But food soon flies
Away for a bird
Before getting smashed
Or swatted
In your story,
We all win
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2.14.13