> Woke up to the Fog, glowing and Bright
> Thought to my self must have snowed during the night
> Made Coffee to the Sun offering Dawns First Light,
> When Came the Magpie's, for Breakfast, in Flight
> I looked out on the flock to my surprise a Yellow Flicker running with
> the Pies
> Yet try as it might they would not allow, take flight we want you not no
> matter its tries
> Chickadees and Redpolls, Nuthatches disperse,
> Poor Little Flicker seeking friends, while the "Social Flock Dispersed.
> Share the Suit, Fellowship on the Table, nothing would quench the
> Flickers flock thirst.
> Yet try as it might, Magpie, Chickadee, Redpoll or Nuthatch, could not
> nourish
> Your Not of our Feather, we will not nourish
> and off with a bang they'd fly with a flourish.
Now there are 2.
Momma (Scarlet) came to gather her fledgling.
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[demented chirpy chirpy cheep cheep snipped]
We already got our bird expert on a.r.d. thanks.
Would you please fuck off already
> Lady Azure, Baroness o De North Pole wrote:
> > "Lady Azure, Baroness o De North Pole" wrote:
> >
>
> [demented chirpy chirpy cheep cheep snipped]
To bad "You",� can't talk to those "Stupid Birds".