Falcon
Fly above the Red sea
And let Curtis see your bright colours in the sky
Because God made you to fly
And that is what you are for
But when you get tire of flying don't forget to take a break falcon
And land in Jerusalem right in the shade
Because the sun might be also hot for you because you have feathers
And Curtis doesn't have feathers because he is a human being
But he wear clothes on his body and that is the clothes that covers his Body
alcon at night Fly to the Sea of Galilee
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