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Mr. Bald Eagle
was soaring through
the skies one day,
he was very upset
and was in total disarray.

His wings were getting tired
and his feet were really sore,
he had a bad headache,
so he decided
to stop at a store.

He got himself
a glass of water
and upon a bench
he did sprawl,
tears filled his eyes,
then he began to bawl.

He lost all his feathers
from the top of his head,
the top of it got burned,
it was extremely red.

He got up off the bench
then tripped over a twig,
he was going to go
back into the store
and buy himself a wig.

Copyright Cynthia Jones
May.5/2004