A speck went blowing up against the sky
As little as a leaf: then it drew near
And broadened. -- ' It's a bird,' said I,
And fetched my bow and arrows. It was queer!
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ummmmmm.... that was different. Boy was that ever different. Strange too. Downright weird in fact. I hope he never gets another visitor from abroad