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Apr 2012
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
James Banks Worsham
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James Banks Worsham  34/M/NYC
(34/M/NYC)   
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   Hannah Fourn
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