The stream flows over
ebbing and etching out
with the fish climbing over
jumping and hopping out
while the birds come flying over
descending in a slow move all out
as the tide goes up and down
so do the fish go in and out
the birds look straight down
trying to catch their bait out
attempting once or twice with a frown
they capture the fish all in a slow down
with that done they fly into the clouds.
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