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ecard: Bird with No Tomorrow

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I am a bird with no tomorrow Don’t want to be the main entrees. I bid farewell before Thanksgiving to the place I was hatched and raised. For six fine months I had a free range, Eating bugs and whatever m...

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I am a bird with no tomorrow Don’t want to be the main entrees. I bid farewell before Thanksgiving to the place I was hatched and raised. For six fine months I had a free range, Eating bugs and whatever moved, I got fatter than a tree stump Now they want my head removed! Oh, fare you well my native farm land The place where I did eat so well. I’ve got to plan for my survival I think I’ll find me a hotel. Hope you survive another Thanksgiving.

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