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Tuesday, April 12, 2011

THE HAWK

the Hawk in the Park, saturday last, was feasting on a squirrel; silently, swooped swiftly in, talons tore its skin; to 'lyptus tree, did fly that Hawk, to enjoy its well-earned meal, three fellows there, did watch, with video keenly aware; as Hawk did tear, with razor-beak, that squirrel, quite far apart; its innards now exposed, a gruesome sight for some it is, but nature does its own; well 20 minutes we stood there gazing, 'pon that regal beast, as there it sat, 'pon its perch, feasting on its meat; devoured 'to the very bone, that once-thriving squirrel, fine feast for Hawk, indeed it was, and off it flew away, to digest its meal so gamely taken, Hawks never play; so off i went on my merry way, up north, to my country home; the week went by, beneath ChemTrail Skies, a long week indeed it was, finally Saturday came 'round ; and off i went to take a look, to gaze again at that Regal Hawk, in its Majesty; so off to Park i went that day, lo and behold what did I see? the Hawk, in that sullen place, was buried, 'neath that sullen tree ( : - {
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