A poem about why birds are evil. Enjoy.
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The winged feathered monstrosities fly around in the sky.
Leaving their poop everywhere and I don't know why.
I don't know why these wicked beasts do what they do.
My mother was lying down in the sun once.
A bird flew by and sqwuarked at her.
"Sqwuak!" The wretched creature went.
My mother got angry and started to yell.
"Oh shut up bird!" is what she screamed.
What she spurted out after that was obscene.
Why can't all birds die like the Dodo did?
Birds are evil, birds are mean.
All birds are just plain obscene.
I'm sick of them pooping everywhere.
Their wretched sqwuaks make my ears bleed.
Curse you feathered beasts, curse you indeed
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