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Originally Posted by glatt
Upon further reflection, I think it's about the passage of the seasons and abruptly switches to a bird coming to realize, to its great embarrassment, that it can't carry a tune.
See, it was singing and then got all self conscious, so it stopped. And now it wonders what to do now that it realizes its singing sucks.
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And, being a bird and all...what the heck else it is supposed to do? So he applied for a job as 'poet muse.'