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Alas, Mr. Seagull was more than enjoying his meal each sweet bite, each tender morsel He was in what they call "Food Heaven" When along came a a Raven in a black dress At his breakfast table, she smiled Then softly cooed, "May I have a bite?" Mr. Seagull never responded to her charms, And so with a daring plan  she waited until Mr. Seagull took another big bite Then quickly before Mr. Seagull could blink Raven left with food in beak, away she flew Into the  far yonder's wild, wild blue
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Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 10:03 AM UTC
Mischievous Raven and Mr. Seagull
Alas, Mr. Seagull was more than enjoying his meal each sweet bite, each tender morsel He was in what they call "Food Heaven" When along came a a Raven in a black dress At his breakfast table, she smiled Then softly cooed, "May I have a bite?" Mr. Seagull never responded to her charms, And so with a daring plan  she waited until Mr. Seagull took another big bite Then quickly before Mr. Seagull could blink Raven left with food in beak, away she flew Into the  far yonder's wild, wild blue
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Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 10:03 AM UTC
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