Wednesday 19 July 2017

Otmoor Birding Hacked!!

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  1. Hark! Hark! it must be Bark
    Pulling into Otmoor car park
    Dawn is here gone the dark
    His head on one side is that a Lark?
    Down the track bounded by Willows
    Gentle breeze or tempest billows
    Bird Butterfly or wild Dog Rose
    In a life full of natural highs and lows
    His quest for nature takes him wherever he goes
    Mostly skill sometimes serendipity
    His determination is oh so gritty
    I must now finish my little ditty
    Happy Birthday on number Seventy
    The Feather.

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