The barking of dogs never changed,
The roaring of the thunder still the same,
The braying of the donkeys always sicken,
The calling of the peacocks do wonders,
The talking of the wild and tamed parrots,
The purring, screaming and yelping of birds,
The vibration in the throats never altered,
Except in human, who is near or far from the Gods,
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