Ragtag Daily Prompt Sunday: War
Reblogged from a while ago as I detest violence but I wanted to have something that can perhaps take your mind of this worlds crap
This is a tale of a fence post, a Spangled Drongo and a Noisy Friarbird – as told by the Spangled Drongo.
What started out as a normal day, you know, a bit of flying about, some singing with my mates and looking for insects and other snacks around the place.
I always drop onto this fence post nearly every day. It’s a great perch to see if any insects or bugs are moving about in the garden or on the grass.
As you can see, This is My Post.
A mate was flying past and he said “Hey, can I come for a visit to your post”
Sure, but I don’t really like anyone sitting up here on my post.
Oh, that’s OK. I’ll just hang on this side if that’s alright with you.
And then, out of the blue, this big ugly bloke decides to sit on MY…
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