Rebelling in innocence. Our little blue bird, Plays peek-a-boo To be heard . Yardstick of parenting is what comes handy . But blue bird yearns hard for the red candy . There's a blue bird, Hovering inside me . If he's clever then so m I, I won't let this moment of action pass by . Ignited by the hopes of a new dawn these rings of fire, Won't see a box called withdrawn . Bird will fly high, So shall his tamer. This is the story of a blue bird Taming his own master.