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The pigeon and the fly
There is a house-fly in the room
been here since six o'clock, he
woke me up, now on my arm
all this is annoying but
nature has a job for him and
the meat is in the fridge.
.
A pigeon called on Monday
the door left open.Why not?
I set him off, he called again
taking seeds left in a bag,
Why not? ... ... Yes why not ?
The house-fly lives a day
pigeons a few years more,
let them have a slice of time.
We have more, enough to waste,
yet all we do is quarrel.
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