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Park Our House!
They come... like clockwork...
Regular... just before the night
Pieces of a huge black blanket...
Helter-skelter in their flight
They come by thousands from...
Wherever they spend their day
And by sun-up in the morning...
They've all gone away
They are spooky... noisy... dirty
Their droppings are a pity
You cannot help but wonder why
They've chosen Yuba City
Our busy parking lots are filled...
With trees (required by law)
Instead of parking space, a place
For birds to come and "caw"
Just ask the city council, folks...
They should know quite well
They're the ones who pass the laws
To make this big 'Crowtel'
All hail, the environmentalist
Who bring merchants to their knees
By sacrificing customer space...
Demanding ornamental trees
In those trees, in dark of night...
(They never think to warn ya)...
Roost the noisy, 'protected' birds
...In 'Crowtel' California!!