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*eerie plover cries and night jar acrobatics in broad daylight were a sign of something amiss especially coming so soon after a barn owl had pecked his fruit bowl at lunch and a crow had sat on his head and cawed lustily for an eternity it's *** for tat from nature when we think only of ourselves without doubt we demean our stature when we upset nature's designs one of these days an ape will come visiting and help himself to the fowls*
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Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 5:31 PM UTC
*** for tat
*eerie plover cries and night jar acrobatics in broad daylight were a sign of something amiss especially coming so soon after a barn owl had pecked his fruit bowl at lunch and a crow had sat on his head and cawed lustily for an eternity it's *** for tat from nature when we think only of ourselves without doubt we demean our stature when we upset nature's designs one of these days an ape will come visiting and help himself to the fowls*
david-mungoshi
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Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 5:31 PM UTC
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