I know what the caged bird feels poems from PS 132 Williamsburg

I know what the caged bird feels
Oh!
And when the cage opens, flies at me, I say
Woa!
The bird was putting on a show, and I said
Oh!
And because of that a joke, my face did a
Glow!
And it all started when I said
Oh!

Sierra Rivera, 4th grade

I know what the caged bird feels, alas!
I know what the caged
bird feels it feels sad

I know what the caged bird feels
alas it feels lonely

I know what the caged bird feels
alas it feels made

I know what the caged bird feels
alas it feels caged up

But I know it it not all caged up
It feels free now.
Stephanie Ruiz, 4th grade

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