~Aloft sits a bird in the corner above mine front door Spirited wings flapping so Opened mouthed chicklets trumpets pour Droppings food for its young to and for~
Aloft sits a bird in the corner above mine front door; Spirited wings flapping so; Opened mouthed chicklets trumpets pour; Droppings food for its young to and for; 8/21/23 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr©2023
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