Fifth of July

Looking out the fishbowl
 At this Beethoven bust
 Ever since the canine
 No one's looking at us
 But I bet, with a running start,
 We could leap out of the water
 A two-foot drop to the Oriental rug
 And no one would be bothered
 We could flip and flop across the hardwood floor
 Hold our breath through the lawn
 The bust now sits where a globe used to be
 Canada should be at the end of this street
 And Lake Louise is where I want to be
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 It's the fifth of July
 Feeling independent!
 Please step aside,
 The celebration's over
 We're now on our own for the first of our lives
 On the fifth of July...
 Now what?
 Looking out the kennel
 At the dying oak tree
 Ever since the newborn
 No one's looking at me
 But I bet with these incisors
 I could gnaw through this lead
 A two mile run to the county line
 A two state run to the sea
 I could run through the briars and the brambles
 Where a rabbit wouldn't go
 So fast the hounds couldn't catch me
 Like a Johnny Horton show
 And anywhere is where I want to be
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 One if by land
 Two if by sea
 Three if by phone or facsimile
 Four if by plane
 Five if by boat
 Six if bilingual
 Seven by goat
 Eight by ten glossies of me...
 Looking out the bedroom
 At the snowy TV
 Ever since commencement
 No one's asking 'bout me
 But I bet before the night falls
 I could catch the late bus
 Take small provisions
 And this Beethoven bust.
 I could find work in the outskirts of the city
 Eat some fish on the way
 Befriend an old dog for a roadside pal
 Find a nice couch to stay
 A pull-out sofa, if you please
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