shivayadav yadav (Aug 24 1956 / Karur / Tamilnadu / India.)
Oh my dear birds the mom call
The bird peep and protrude nest
Creech, Creech oh my dear birds
Here is the prey for you, come out
Fluttering wings with awesome eye
Hold the prey and begin to eat..
Dear, the mother bird call the young
With anxiety and full of uncertainty..
The mother begin to speak..
This is the lost feeding in this nest
The strangers, Oh that evil devil men
Going to cut this tree to pave the road!
Creech...Creech..All the birds cry..Oh mom
What are the way to surveil from that men?
I don't know..the mother bird replied..
Let us wait and watch for the next day.
Yes the other trees will surveil us!
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