Triumph Of The Canary
Triumph Of The Canary
Skimming through the clouds
The canary kept chasing her dreams
Beside the chauvinistic phoenix
Who tried to put albatross around her neck
And the doubting Thomas on the prowl
Who kept blowing his own trumpet
With all the grit
The canary banged
On the strong glass ceiling
Annihilating the chauvinistic phoenix
And Leaving the doubting Thomas
Eat humble pie
The chauvinistic phoenix keeps resurfacing
The doubting Thomas is still there
But the canary is flying high
Making her voice heard
Amidst rambling sloganeering
Unflinching with awe-inspiring defiance, valiance, and mettle