<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=429602" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Flamingo Parade</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A million collect for this pink extravaganza <br>I have preened my virgin self<br>Again and again, I am in my prime<br>I am ready for the mating bonanza<br> Of the pink parade.<br> One thousand young heads raise high<br>The more I raise my head<br>The more pinkier I become, <br>The more suitors it will drum<br>Without the moon or roses.<br>The eyes must flash its signal of love<br>In this multitude of sameness, <br>Birds of a feather<br>We are the same but not the same, <br>Our call and aroma are our own. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This male stops me dead <br>Entwines his neck, mmmmmm <br>Then gives a peck, mmmmmm I’m struck <br>He smells so masculine, I flutter my eyes<br>He gives a stare and chirps ‘We are a pair yes’ <br>‘Yes yes yes, ’ I flap my wings and<br>I do quivering things, I feel born again.<br>We waste no time to claim our plot<br>A nest we must start to build, <br>For when I receive his seed of life<br>It carries in the core of its cell, <br>The genetic code of our babies<br>Form doth dwell.<br>All is sewn up in the Flamingo of love, <br>Love of each other <br>Love of the flock so broad<br>Love of our new born and <br>Most love of all to the might<br>OF the love of the Lord.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ken+e+Hall">Ken e Hall</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=429602" data-title="The Flamingo Parade de Ken e Hall" data-description="A million collect for this pink extravaganza I have preened my virgin self Again and again, I am in my prime I am ready for the mating bonanza Of the pink parade. One thousand young heads raise high The more I raise my head The more pinkier I b..."></div> </div> </div>

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