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In MEMORY of Wm. SHAKESPEARE,
an ARTIST of NOTE,
who wrote VERY MANY good POEMS and PLAYS
but DIED before he EVER really got GOOD
and was ENGLISH but that couldn't be HELPED
oOo
"As falling leaves rolleth gently to the ground,
When nights groweth long as black replaces blue;
On perches grey and brittle they art found -
Feather'd friends that try what humans do.
Amongst the metal'd bars heldeth so high,
They sing and chirp their joyeth songs so brave!
Surroundeth by technology that fry
Their tiny brains with heat of microwave;
Yet the birdies have the last laugh on us, you see,
For they maketh all their many calls for free."
oOo
Category Poetry / Animal related (non-anthro)
Species Avian (Other)
Size 770 x 1150px
File Size 442.6 kB
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