Under noons high tide the bodys of dead rot
and the birds that are left with out seed
Shrivel under the suns heat but what
did I think would happen, them left with out feed
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I like the rhyme and the story you are telling. It is a little too dark for my taste but still was interesting to read. Thanks. I give it a 9.