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4/20 Black Birds

The Black Birds baked them selves today

To miss their morning flights

They wished to keep the king away

They say he's scared of heights

The Queen she keeps their beeks at bay

A scraper when she fights

The maid nev'r saw it comin they say

It's just some black birds rights

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james-banks-worsham
34 / M / American
Published
Apr 3, 2012
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