The Magpie Robin
There was a piece of straw underneath the shadow of the pine
The leaves of the plants were fallen there
As if the snakes grew jealous to get into the hole
For everlasting the pleasures of the place desolated.
The bird was watching the games greeted for them
To attain the goals as if set forth for its peaceful abode.
The feathers were looking like the glistening rays of the sun
In the garden of the flowers
to switch the system as arranged there.
The leaves of the plants were fallen there
As if the snakes grew jealous to get into the hole
For everlasting the pleasures of the place desolated.
The bird was watching the games greeted for them
To attain the goals as if set forth for its peaceful abode.
The feathers were looking like the glistening rays of the sun
In the garden of the flowers
to switch the system as arranged there.
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