You brought me a gift, so proud you were
His eyes too far open, anxious, fearful
Look at my feathered friend.
You held him gently in your firm teeth.
Open the door, I will bring him in.
I screamed, leaping to my feet, waving my arms.
You dropped him, feathers flying around your precious, surprised face.
Escape.
The world is not always what we wish.
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