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Sep 2017
Seagulls,
With their shrill cries,
Sharp beaks,
Judging eyes,
Always on the look-out
For the next morsel.

How versatile they are!
You don't have to be a dead thing
Lying on the beach.

These birds feed on living flesh!
David Champion
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David Champion  79/M/Melbourne, Australia
(79/M/Melbourne, Australia)   
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