To Mock a Killingbird
¶ 1
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The Eagles have landed
Upon a perch, denuded
Of the lush green leaves
Of Premiership riches
¶ 2
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Nestling in the boughs
With the mere morsels
Of Canaries and Owls
‘n Championship pitches
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