The Night Birds

In a sonorous night I set my feet out
Out there was an occasional table
Which is made for the birds of no court
For the partaking of the world and his wife in bundle
The ground has set and decorated
And the singing birds sound well
Host has arrived and crowd attended
In expectation of attendants to waste their fuel
Tune starts its race with glee
Legs of dance move effortlessly
Melody arises to stimulate multitude glee
Every feather waves repeatedly
Two individualities collide
And kerfuffle outbursts uncontrollably
Even, the full moon pacified
But robin propped unyieldingly
The brouhaha walked and initiated others
Attendants got disordered
Peacock is not able to recognize its same feathers
Leaving the feeder at nest bothered
Their beak clanged and banged
On the head of the separator
In a second, the ground got deserted
And night birds flied to their progenitor

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