Were seen flying pigeons feed,
But, sat beside on near by roof,
Watching here & there, not a trap?
Will be hungry, but waiting to watch who start,
There one has courage, just after they came together,
What a discipline, no one raft others,
Hey, another birds sparrow, crow or squirrel..
Even it make no difference,
Take own little cane in group,
Spread minded like meal,
But 'belching'... going to fly,
Is there any single character in us…....
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