I sat still in the garden, Forested indeed the area is.
The cool, serene atmosphere Of the location gave an inviting abode for the, Creatures of flight.
They wield a strange look But yet intriguing.
Black covered entirely with white Patch on the chest and neck area.
Like a team of orchestra ready To perform the spectacular.
I barely could understand their querking screams.
Perhaps, it is to say Eureka, eureka, eureka, I found a place of refuge indeed.
Soaring in the skies was a delight But a spot to dine is relevant.
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