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Guest karl adams
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im trained thought sunny spells and scattered showers

 

im on my wings for hours and hours

 

then im sent out in a race were i fly a steady pace

 

in till a hawk is on my tail then up thought the Clouds  i have to sail

 

my hart beats faster im in fear  my wings go faster in till from the  hawk im clear

 

then back down thought  the clouds again to find some land with rough terrain

 

to help me get back  home again

so i can get to eat my  oz of grain

 

 

;D ;D ;D ;D  

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