You contemplate the birds aloft the cieling's aperture

They adulate your company

Yet you are not a flatterer

If naturally so uppity

 

Your adulated company

It might be worth a shot

You're usually so uppity

Tonight you're all I got

 

May be it's worth a shot

The crows commence to caw

Tonight, they're all I've got

Look there- that one's a daw

 

The crows above, they caw

Tonight you are a flatterer

If only for the daw

Aloft the ceilings aperture