Mama Bird

NaPoWriMo Day 8:

Looks like I’ll never get tired of limericks. unsure emoticon Here’s another!

The mama bird searched high and low
For the egg that she’d laid, in great sorrow
She knew it was too late
Knew of her impending baby’s fate
Where was it, if not in the hands of their foe?

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