A Flock
A flock of Blackbirds visited
They fed on cracked acorns
And left well filled; a few Robins
Ate as each one returned
Two Blackbirds came to drink water
From the local shared fount
Which each day slowly gets lower
On these dry days their haunt
Finis'
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