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Monday, January 17, 2011

Bird of Paradise

I had a Bird of Paradise
Her feathers scarlett red
Upon a flight just past my eyes
She lye down on my bed

My bones stand stiff and petrified
I don't know what to do
She points her talon at me
In a very suggestive queue

Our movements become instinctual
An animal's affair
I had a Bird of Paradise
A breed so beautiful and rare

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