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May 2020
Perhaps it is vanity to
sit atop of a building
facing east to the rising
sun above co-ordinates
of the compass expecting
everyone to look up at
you in an elevated awe.

Well, I have had enough
of fishes and foxes even
****** roosters occupying
locations that none of them
could ever get to. Flying
foxes, never heard of it, nor
fish either for that matter.

Think about it, what or who do
you see sitting on top of anything
makes no ****** sense having
that lot up there, so I am batting
for the Crows. May the Crow never
pick your stack and may the wind
be always at your back, elementary!
Ryan O'Leary
Written by
Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
(Mallow.)   
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