The Language of a Bird
"A storm is coming"
A bird did say
Flew on it's way
To find shelter
No one took notice
For though we heard
The language of a bird
Who can understand it?
The storm came as foretold
Caught us unprepared
Rain drowned the air
Drenched us through and through
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