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everyone has a voice here every note will flow some of us are nightingales some of us are crows some of us are magpies collecting shiny things some of us canaries which in the coalmine sing some of us are larks singing in the copse some of us are ravens gathered 'round a corpse some are Laughing ******* who scream to beat the band some of us are ostrich with our heads in sand some of us can "Twitter" how we love our "tweets"! some of us are silly coots with funny orange feet! some of us are toucan with beaks that are outgrown some of us are parrots with a beak that's not our own some of us are robins hopping on the lawn some of us are lovely angelic, graceful swans some of us are mockingbirds yes, you could fit that bill some are birds with feathers which make a lovely quill some of us are peacocks great beauties, but a bore some of us are hawks which o'r deep canyons soar some of us are eagles symbols of our call I welcome you to birdland where we are poets ALL SoulSurvivor (C) 2/4/2016 All except for the parrots. They need to be plucked! What kind of bird are YOU? SoulSurvivor Catherine Jarvis
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Sep 7, 2020
Sep 7, 2020 at 1:39 PM UTC
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everyone has a voice here every note will flow some of us are nightingales some of us are crows some of us are magpies collecting shiny things some of us canaries which in the coalmine sing some of us are larks singing in the copse some of us are ravens gathered 'round a corpse some are Laughing ******* who scream to beat the band some of us are ostrich with our heads in sand some of us can "Twitter" how we love our "tweets"! some of us are silly coots with funny orange feet! some of us are toucan with beaks that are outgrown some of us are parrots with a beak that's not our own some of us are robins hopping on the lawn some of us are lovely angelic, graceful swans some of us are mockingbirds yes, you could fit that bill some are birds with feathers which make a lovely quill some of us are peacocks great beauties, but a bore some of us are hawks which o'r deep canyons soar some of us are eagles symbols of our call I welcome you to birdland where we are poets ALL SoulSurvivor (C) 2/4/2016 All except for the parrots. They need to be plucked! What kind of bird are YOU? SoulSurvivor Catherine Jarvis
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