There once was a hawk and a rock,
on the rock the creatures would stop.
‘I say,’ said the hawk, ‘Why do you sit on that rock,
when my talons are a nicer place to stop?’
Blessed be :}
There once was a hawk and a rock,
on the rock the creatures would stop.
‘I say,’ said the hawk, ‘Why do you sit on that rock,
when my talons are a nicer place to stop?’
Blessed be :}
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