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Dec 2024
I met a budgie
High on a perch
I asked where
You going
What do you
Search,
I flew out the
Window now I’m
Free
So I ate the budgie
It was
Fine by me,
Freedom is dangerous
You must have rules
I think this meal
was a stupid fool.
Written by
Mark Bell  65/M/Portsmouth
(65/M/Portsmouth)   
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   Lizzie Bevis
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