Navigating this industrialized land
My, how things have gotten out of hand

Searching for remnants of a long forgotten flock
Searching for seeds on this cold, desolate rock

The smog air polluting my lungs as I search
While bipedals spread their poison to my Birch

At last, a seed I find worth eating
A summer’s gift, a summer’s greeting

Soaring amongst the clouds on this mid-summers day
I spot my flock flying just a few yards away

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