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BREAKING BREAD WITH THE DEAD

BREAKING BREAD WITH THE DEAD

The rockin' robins no longer sing
and Stripy the 'possum doesn't eat what I bring
Chipper and Chippette who aren't really my pets
don't come by to place their food-friendly bets
and the blue jays don't fly down to steal the peanuts
and the sparrows don't come by to take their fair cuts
Donald and Daisy duck found a new place to live
and I've really run out of fucks to give
Everything I love still sings in my head
Breaking bread with the dead instead
 
archetype23Written by archetype23
Published 18th Apr 2019
Written by archie23
Published
Author's Note
I love my nature friends
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