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Bird Strike
Like fish out of water they cluster, gasping for
Herd immunity,
Scrap aluminium
Shadowing hot tarmac.
High on kerosene we were
Flying blind to Armageddon
Until a bird-strike did for the engines
Clipping our wings
Wake up and
Reclaim your baggage,
Be humble
(Latest score: Coronavirus 6-Humanity 0)
Ground your brain, breathe deeply and
Learn to get by with...
Friday 8th May 2020 11:24 am

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