These are the days that should not be
These are the days that fade to gray
Show every grade of black and white
These are the magpie days
These are the days I lock the gate
These are the days I stay inside
Yet I ignite the colored lights
I light the magpie days
These are the days I wait for you
These are the days you pass me by
Your specks of red shine in my lights
Rush through the magpie days
These are the days that strangely shine
These are the days that are too few
You pass the house where I await
The glorious magpie days
This a Magpie tale, but I was too late to publish it
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