Bobby Bird
Just thinking about the shear,
un-tethered ferocity of your talons
as you swoop down
from your rocky perch
grabbing hold of a 6-pack
of infant rabbits and rain them
down on the sleepy village below
just because you can and you’ve decided
that you weren’t in the mood for baby
bunny anyways. That's all false
because you’re not that kind of eagle.
But damn, I’m glad that you’re my friend.
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