Baby bird

I was walking down the street minding my own Then I came across a baby blue bird, tired and alone I squatted down and picked him up, the poor little soul He was still breathing so I took him home, and lit the Weber's coal After feeding the bird soup, I started cooking dinner Tonight we'd be eating bird, like the first original sinner I brought out the plate, presenting my wife the tiny breast Marinated and succulent, this was surely my best She and I chowed down the meat, it was very fine indeed It came off the bone, flush white, sweating tiny beads And though right now you think I'm cruel, let me satisfy your shame The baby blue bird was sitting to my right, eating the very same game

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  1. last panel could have been a bonus
    hide the ending for those interested

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