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Feb 2020
Running around the lot
I saw your red mohawk

One with a black striped head
Had on a red onesie for bed

Spotted and speckled
What happened to you?

One had a pretty blue dress
And yelled very loud so stressed

Looking for attentions
From mates with intentions

Green with envy this bunch
I wanted to cage you so much

Black shiny outfits ready for trouble
I’m really smart, you wanna rumble

How do you live up on high?
Where do you go when you die?

Some like fast food and junk
Some like fruit and nuts

When I see how your taken care of
I don’t worry as much
Birds always tell me I will be ok
Written by
Mrs Timetable  F/The Exclusion Zone
(F/The Exclusion Zone)   
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