Part II
The family of the Avian Con
got over-excited at his find
hopping around in their lair of twigs
with others of their kind
I was grabbed by a claw
talons long and black
and fell down when the thief
started fighting back!
I fell from the nest and fell from the air
through more bracken i would tear
away from those brigands, i was aware
and then at that moment, i had landed there
I had fallen from height
and at such great speed,
it left me in a bit of a muddle.
Still, the Suns rays make me quite colourful
as I sit here in this puddle.
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