bird for saleMature

door glass
            other way
                        side
wasteland front
            not better or worse
or less direct
                        hybrid entrance/exit
monstrous
can't spell it

like a mallard
squawking
silly thing magic
bird at the table writing
like an octopus pretending
to be a poet well
how damaged clever
maybe we should sell it no don't use
birds for profit be kind by caring be more
creative, make it mate and have all
the talking birds in the world and make them
sing and top charts then sell them
when they're all used up be mercenary
be smart be savvy and make all the pennies you can be
sly screw the animals but get them at it
like rabbits

The End

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