Two Black Girds

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Unrhymed Poetenry

Two black birds appeared,


On the branches of the tree,


They sat confidently so,


Our eyes met!


 

I would be happy,


If they came to see me!


Perhaps they did,


Perhaps not!


 

After a few seconds or so,

 

They flew away like a kite!

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