My Enemy and His Domestic Problem


My how it fills my lungs with cool clean air. I sense God is watching and smiling.


A bird craps the nest,

Flicks its wings, chirps a little,

Fly, fly away now.







My enemies carbuncle is my G-Spot of righteous indignation.  Fly away little turd bird the war birds will find you one day.


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