To a Skylark

Oh mr skylark, you fly above with grace
Whisking over with wings of pride
You head to an unknown blissful place
Maybe someday we’ll all see you on the other side

Mr skylark, you pretentious fuck
You fly above me with some sense of false clarity
I wish you’d die in a fire, you useless cunt
I’ll shoot you down you big bird-looking bastard

The second you said Mr.Skylark it became a joke. Funny though :).