Birds Of Flight
two birds flying for fortnight
together flew down to settle
resting in branches of periwinkle
standing, gasping with freedom of flatus
then smell the sweet scents
of the princess flower of the night
piping is the Dutchman's cactus
on one strange leedom of pents
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