now goldfinch angles to destroy a bloom
to work its hatred out upon a flower
a pretty bird but yet an angry doom
there has to be a reason we assume
and yet it seems to shred not to devour
now goldfinch angles to destroy a bloom
in the clear light on a day lacking gloom
no sign of cloud that would presage a shower
a pretty bird but yet an angry doom
for solemn purpose that seems to consume
hardworking bird harmless petals to scour
now goldfinch angles to destroy a bloom
as we peer curious from our quiet room
at the odd wonder of this summer hour
a pretty bird but yet an angry doom
to turn a garden spot into a tomb
a kind of solemn message of its power
now goldfinch angles to destroy a bloom
a pretty bird but yet an angry doom
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