Beyond the night, a
Lonesome aviator lands
As daylight peeps its head over the horizon, the
Clever little feathered one
Keeps an eye on the lawn
Below, looking out for
Insects, or even a juicy worm
Round the four sides of the garden he flies till he
Dives down, on his prey – breakfast is served
Lonesome aviator lands
As daylight peeps its head over the horizon, the
Clever little feathered one
Keeps an eye on the lawn
Below, looking out for
Insects, or even a juicy worm
Round the four sides of the garden he flies till he
Dives down, on his prey – breakfast is served
The Inkwell 
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