Yesterday
on my way in to work
I saw a bird
perched
at the very tippy-top
of a very skinny tree.
A big bird.
Um, a really big bird.

I saw a bird
perched
at the very tippy-top
of a very skinny tree.
A big bird.
Um, a really big bird.

Rick tells me it's a golden eagle,
which is a thought that fills me with awe.
Also, it makes me yearn for the melodic stylings of John Ashcroft.
which is a thought that fills me with awe.
Also, it makes me yearn for the melodic stylings of John Ashcroft.
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