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Northern Cross

A poultry flock through Cygnus flew
almost beyond my sight...
so appropriate thereunto
they really made my night.

So silently they crossed the sky
northwest to Dipper stars
where dauntless flocks all learn to fly
like avian hussars.

Strange that I heard no honks therefrom
in all their midnight flight.
Did they to Lyra's spell succumb
or were they just polite?

I think 'twas acme Cygnus
preeminent above
that had the squadron virtuous...
in plumy gaggle love.
Written by MidnightSonneteer
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From a couple of nights ago.
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