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Sunday, April 14, 2013

Quta, a poem of a chick named Deadbirdie.

Deadbirdie is quta, she's quta to me.
Deadbirdie is quta, it's easy to see.
Deadbirdie is perfect, in every way.
Deadbirdie is perfect, it's easy to say.
Deadbirdie's a loudmouth, she screeches alot.
Deadbirdie's a loudmouth, because she is hot.
Deadbirdie is friendly, she really is sweet.
Deadbirdie is friendly, she says hi with a tweet.
Deadbirdie's a lugnut, with big black eyes.
Deadbirdie's a lugnut, hit her and she'll despise.
Deadbirdie's a cutie, a cookie headed freak.
Deadbirdie's a cutie, a lardy tummied geek.
Deadbirdie's made of seed, and the food she eats.
Deadbirdie's made of seed, and yummy sweets.
Deadbirdie's my chick, she was bratty today.
Deadbirdie's my chick, I love her any way.
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Deadbirdie!!!

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