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Buzzards | ||
| Buzzards circle round the peak, So they can their quarry seek. When they find a rabbit weak They destroy it with their beak. When they need a drop to drink They don't have to stop and think. They just glide in one swift wink To a spring below the brink. Buzzards with their coat of black Know the moment to attack As they over o'er a crack, Waiting till the prey goes slack. | ||
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