Magdalene Fry

THere was a kind bird, she had long and powerful claws. One day she sought a worm for her breakfast, she was a hungry bird, being so powerful with her claws and all. When she was looking for that worm, she did not find a worm, she did not find nourishment at all, what she found was a plastic egg. This bird was no fool. She didn't belive this to be hers, but she was sensitive to instinct, and hers told her, clasp this purple plastic in those powerful talons and fly to your nest. She obeyed. Her small black wings flapped, and her flight was wobble, but in her two feet she carried the egg. For days she sat upon it, still hungry and without her worm. Eventually, I popped out of it. It was somewhere on the east coast, I haven't been back for a while (left on bad terms). And after all that she did for me, I don't even go back to visit her on holidays. [ps. these stories are pretty old now, it'll be time for new ones soon.........so, smoke 'em if you got 'em]