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the pigeon has not just lain two eggs, it has lain the promise of flight, pairs will take off, float and land with adroit skill, feverishly mate to fast-flapping feathers, curve an avian circle... now if I may ask, as the human on whose area you roost, prospective mother, what exactly are you doing about hygiene? like when will the next pigeon generation be toilet-trained? after all cats dig a hole and cover afterwards so you see - ablution evolution is certainly possible in the creature world I have no other complaints, winged sister, you take little space, may your children prosper we are sorry for the trees , by the way for our species, frequently intimidated, perennially afraid, build fortresses of dismay, that you have to conjure your nests on them I do hope your kids, god willing, when time ripens, built their nests on branches, lay their eggs on huge trees, take flying classes off stout branches... by the way, don't spread the word to the rest of your kin, that our balcony is the nesting kind you see we humans are still animal, still territorial, once is fine, but another time, we are not so jovial...
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 7:40 AM UTC
for the balcony pigeon (presently nesting there)
the pigeon has not just lain two eggs, it has lain the promise of flight, pairs will take off, float and land with adroit skill, feverishly mate to fast-flapping feathers, curve an avian circle... now if I may ask, as the human on whose area you roost, prospective mother, what exactly are you doing about hygiene? like when will the next pigeon generation be toilet-trained? after all cats dig a hole and cover afterwards so you see - ablution evolution is certainly possible in the creature world I have no other complaints, winged sister, you take little space, may your children prosper we are sorry for the trees , by the way for our species, frequently intimidated, perennially afraid, build fortresses of dismay, that you have to conjure your nests on them I do hope your kids, god willing, when time ripens, built their nests on branches, lay their eggs on huge trees, take flying classes off stout branches... by the way, don't spread the word to the rest of your kin, that our balcony is the nesting kind you see we humans are still animal, still territorial, once is fine, but another time, we are not so jovial...
#life#environment#trees#birds#humor#fragile#greed
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 7:40 AM UTC
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