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A bird at port authority has no wings he just sits there whimpering because he has no wings He can not fly so he hops for his food and he dances a soft shoe for his tips A disabled american picks him up I will be your wings says the vet but, we can not fly He hides the bird in his coat as he pays the fare to go through the tunnel into jersey In ridgewood, rutherford, passaic, and paterson and other train/bus stations the bird dances for vets of one nation but, only one vet gets drunk on that
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Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 2:21 PM UTC
A Bird
A bird at port authority has no wings he just sits there whimpering because he has no wings He can not fly so he hops for his food and he dances a soft shoe for his tips A disabled american picks him up I will be your wings says the vet but, we can not fly He hides the bird in his coat as he pays the fare to go through the tunnel into jersey In ridgewood, rutherford, passaic, and paterson and other train/bus stations the bird dances for vets of one nation but, only one vet gets drunk on that
david-ehrgott
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Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 2:21 PM UTC
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