Flying V

I feel bad for the bird in the back

Dependent on the rest of the pack

So small, ignored, the quietest quack

Formation so tight, no room to crack

Follow the rest and keep all the flak

Reminded of the strength that you lack

A phony, a fraud, a no good hack

Forever the bottom of the stack

You need to fly and pick up the slack

I relate to the bird in the back

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