Birds in rain
Happily sang a bird
In way of the old days
Tragedy of Greeks
Sophocles
“Let us sing, celebrate.”
“It is must, praise rain.”
And flew up and down
Side to side
Birch to birch
Bough to bough
To the top, to the ground.
On the scene; choreograph.
“It is feast…thanks to rain.”
“It hosted with the worms.”
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