Work of Art
"Work of Art" When there's no wind or little breeze, they rest upon the open seas. and if they tire, and want to sleep, they do so on the oceans' deep. But, when the wind begins to blow, they glide the earth, both to and fro. They spread their wings, and catch the air, a work of art..from "Heaven's Chair". This magnificent flying machine, glides throughout our global scene. Yet, you may never come across, the beauty of .............an albatross. ____________________________________________________________________
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