Birthday

She lives in this house over there Has her world outside it Scrabbles in the earth with her fingers and her mouth She's five years old Today is her birthday They're smoking cigars A chain of flowers comes down Down down down down down, down down down down She's threading worms on a string Keeps spiders in her pocket Collects fly wings in a jar Scrubs horse flies and pinches them on a line She has one friend, he lives next door They're listening to the weather And he knows how many freckles she's got She scratches his beard She's painting huge books And glues them together They saw a big raven It glided down the sky She touched it Today is her birthday They're smoking cigars A chain of flowers comes down Down down down down down, down down down down Down down down down down, down down down down Down down down down down, down down down down Down down down down