My pheasant died

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My darlings grave..... Xxxxxx love to you all. Horrible shooting starts now- murderers and until i saw that photo if the queen beating a little hen to death i hate her... Sick evil woman.. Sorry if tha soundx harsh but she is a monster to do thst.. I wS physically sick when i saw it.xx
 
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Your little eyes grew tired
And God held you in his care
He wrapped you in his warm embrace
U flew free in the air
He'd seen your soul get tired and your fight to live was weak
So he said Goodbye from me to you and kissed your little beak
He told you it was time to rest now
Your body had got old
But your happy heart and sparkling soul were still made up of gold
He put his arms around you
And told you to let go
And your soul flew through the wind in its warm and freeing blow
You left that finished body
And now live all pain free
I will love you now and always
My darling Timothy....
 

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