Clack clack clack clack clack!
It moves quickly this one.
Slinky little sneaker it is.
Blends with the ground. Moves like the grass.
One moment. Down.
Not with a flap nor glide.
No no no. Awww!
But’t pulled itself up by paw and claw.
It went out on the limb.
The old limb.
The rotten limb.
The delicious rotten limb stuffed with the most delightful of chickadee chicks.
Oh how they writhe in the beak whilst you eat them!
There is nothing more delicious than fresh chick at sunset. Their little eyes so delightful to gouge out. Their little hearts so tender…
This one wanted the little chicks.
It went out and stuck it’s paws and claws into the hole.
I shouted at it:
Go away four legger! That’s my delicacy!
The four legger did not listen.
It pawed and pawed again.
The two leggers of the more robust variety offered food while calling out to the four legger.
The four legger kept attempting to steal my desert!
I continued to shout!
Then a four legger picked up…
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