Apricot

Jam, oh what a beautiful morning 
Chickens still yawning, perilous Peregrine falconess squawking
Yellowish green is my calling, parakeets sing and I'm fallen
Terribly head over Clarks, in a feathery schal, I need therapy options

Damn, check out that plumage
Look how she's blooming, her scent is like cumin
Birdy's got nuclear weapons like Truman
I gotta say that's a goldfinch, from the head down to the toes, shit
Resting face says she’s a cold bitch, then spreads her wings and illuminates

Word, word, truly peculiar face
Suited for soaring above Andalusian plains and it's beautiful lakes
Almost suspected Peruvian jay at a distance
Chick is ridiculous more like princess
Attacking my senses, relentless
Birdie sure knows how to make a big entrance

This one pelican swallows her fishes with arrogant elegance
Surface is delicate feminine, masking the mountains of skeletons
Tropical specimen
Knows how to ride on that wind, knows how she's hypnotizing
She's in the market again, richly intoxicating, flapping those wings

Birdwatching
Rack 'em up, count it

Damn, them tail feathers pop like a blue dot on a peacock
Make an ostrich wanna fly
Cuckoo when I clock how she move through the sky
Leave a gooseberry pie on the porch, "smooth"
Making moves on a great tit
Through with the voodoo, back to the basics
Homeboy, get the quail lit
Roast that turkey like it's thanksgiving day, kid

I spot a crimson rosella, check out that feather
Sparkling eyes interstellar
Right next to that wood nymph, cinnamon blended cannella
Tele-novella, birdie got drama for days
Still might have to take that flight to the bay 'til the morning breaks
Like a migrant common crane
Over idle morning plaines
I get around, ‘round, I'm bout that ornithology
Yup, you know what them old folks say
Two in the hand is worth at least three in the hay

Birdwatching
Rack 'em up, count it