spring billed jack
the jackdaws bruised the garden today
borrowing sticks, stealing hay
the sticks we can eventually have back they say
once seasoned by the summer’s fray
I tell them they can keep them anyway
Monday 1st April 2013 7:01 pm
the jackdaws bruised the garden today
borrowing sticks, stealing hay
the sticks we can eventually have back they say
once seasoned by the summer’s fray
I tell them they can keep them anyway
Monday 1st April 2013 7:01 pm
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