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Coots

I saw coots growing up this summer

Didn’t want to travel, party or go out.

I rather feed them with muesli mix each morning

Rocking on a boat

Speaking to the swans as they knock on my window

Growing up daily while chewing on our bananas

Made amazing memories with so many kinds

the coots very speedy

baby ones look like serial killers

with their fire red feather crown and white beek

very loud and demanding their kind turned out to be

predators once more disturb my morning

pecking to death one of their young’s

◄ City brain

Growing pains of depression ►

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