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The blackbird stared at me And I, advancing, slowed. He hopped towards me glaring His unblinking eye glowed. Hesitating, with one foot raised, I felt my life in peril. Stopped, and stared back at this lion bird. He, sensing win, proceeded forward And with measured care struck down. Then I saw, Not a ragged piece of string, But caught out cold In strange, Unfriendly Open ground, Worm. The golden beak Stabbed And severed The struggling, squirming, worm. I stook stock still as worm Hung, was drawn and quartered in a trice, And slithered out of sight Inside the sleek and shiny bird. The worm was gone. And blackbird soon was gliding, sliding, over hedgerow, Now my rooted feet took flight, Hurrying on. Worm, blackbird, me, All gone! |