My Grandfeather

I once had a Grandfather
who was cool and all that.
He had hair like feather
which he wore like a hat.

A cat tried to eat him
(since he looked like a bird)
but he gave it some cream
and flew away with his herd.

So now I sit and wonder,
looking up, at the tranquil sky:
Will I live in this crapper
or will I learn how to fly?

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