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A Starling Pecker

Parked at the lake where we surely were't strangers A Starling momma thought her babies were in danger She flew at my head Pecking away to my dread Till I ran in terror trying to save my old brainer

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 7/9/2017 7:25:00 AM
Does this make you a peckerhead?//I've often heard that word said//Wondered what it meant//Maybe it means you make a dent//In some ladies tent//Or is it something you dread? SAVE THE BRAIN JACKSON!!! (and donate it to science when you're done with it;-)
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Jack Ellison
Date: 7/9/2017 7:29:00 AM
Actually a true story! The damn thing wouldn't stop! LOL Good thing I was wearing a baseball cap... my son wasn't so lucky! BRAIN DAMAGE???

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