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Birds of a Feather

In New York, people move so fast, Tall buildings line your sight. When the sun sets, lights turn on, Bright as day in dark of night.
In urban streets you wouldn't think That wildlife abounds. But there are many animals On these concrete grounds.
In Central Park you see, of course,  Birds of different hues. Squirrels, Raccoons and Mice you'll see Romping within your view.
But the animal that you'll see most  Is the common street Pigeon. The City Bird of New York, And that's where we begin... Our Pigeon today has just moved Into the borough of Manhattan, From the relative quieter place Of an island we call Staten. On his own for the first time, While an avenue he crossed, He found himself a bit lonely And feeling a little lost.
Seeking a flock, the right fit- A place he could belong, But everywhere that he looked, Things seemed to just go wrong.
First he tried a group of birds Outside a hot dog stand. Cooing "Hello!" to them all, Things did not go as planned.

An Odd Couple

Content to relax and take his time, Sloth was in his tree. He slowly grabbed a leaf to eat. Smiling, he felt carefree.
A Hummingbird went on his way, Darting to and fro. In and out of flowerbeds, Fast was how he'd go.
More opposites you could not find, Just like night and day. They just could never understand How each could live his way.
Always polite when they would meet, They'd say, "Hi" and then move on. One day Hummingbird came down And asked Sloth, just as he yawned-
"You sit up here, all day and night, Lazing all about. Does your routine begin to bore And raise some ounce of doubt?
That surely it's better to be  Fast and energetic? You're slow, getting nothing done- Your life's kind of pathetic."
Sloth took a minute (or two or three) Before he did then speak. "Hummingbird, you do mistake My being slow for weak.
I may not be as fast as you, You let the world pass by. You notice nothing beautiful As you flit and as you fly.
You find my…

Being Lonely Stinks

I never thought I was bad, But many a friend, I never had. Everyone always kept away, Afraid, every moment, I might spray.
I'd arrive and say hello. They'd look at me and away they'd go. Most of the time I was alone, Left to forage and frolic on my own.
When there were parties, I was not there. From afar, I'd look and stare. Once I tried coming over- Everyone yelled and ran for cover.
I decided, though, it's not my fault! Their reactions I can try to halt. I'd brainstorm ways to reverse this mark! Better to light a candle than curse the dark.
I am strong, and I am smart- It's time that I do act the part. They'll see I'm fun and full of charm, And will realize I pose no harm.
Walking in the forest, through the trees, I collected about 100 leaves. I found some twigs and began my task. Everyone will receive a mask!
I worked hard all through the night, Making sure they'd all fit right. The very next day I made my move- I'm worth to know, I set …
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