Bird Poem ~ Author Unknown
I arose one morning, the earth lay cool & still. When suddenly a tiny bird perched on my window sill. He sang of far off places, of laughter and of fun. It seemed his very trilling brought up the morning sun. I stirred beneath the covers, crept slowly out of bed. And gently shut the window and crushed his f##king head.
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