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Seagulls | ||
| The seagulls glide behind the boat, Awaiting tasty scraps of fish. They could eat anything afloat But they prefer a certain dish. They like the heads and tails the best Because they tickle going down. They'll let the people keep the rest, To eat them when they're back in town. The gulls are gently flapping wings And savoring the balmy breeze. They live each day like queens and kings And take a rest where e'er they please. | ||
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