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So ...
... You're searching for dinner
Out here in the field;
Your beak is a tool that
You expertly wield
To catch you some insects:
Some flies and a bug;
When all of a sudden
You meet with a thug
Who can't see in colour,
And loaded with fangs;
With a dank furry hairdo
Hanging limply in bangs;
He smiles with a glint
Of malice and hunger ...
... Suddenly you're not
Alive any longer.
My beloved duck wanders through a field earlier this afternoon and stares at me as if I was a-gonna nom her.
No avians were eaten in the making of this work.
... You're searching for dinner
Out here in the field;
Your beak is a tool that
You expertly wield
To catch you some insects:
Some flies and a bug;
When all of a sudden
You meet with a thug
Who can't see in colour,
And loaded with fangs;
With a dank furry hairdo
Hanging limply in bangs;
He smiles with a glint
Of malice and hunger ...
... Suddenly you're not
Alive any longer.
oOoMy beloved duck wanders through a field earlier this afternoon and stares at me as if I was a-gonna nom her.
No avians were eaten in the making of this work.
Category All / Animal related (non-anthro)
Species Avian (Other)
Size 797 x 1200px
File Size 973.4 kB
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