#NaPoWriMo 3

A bit late but here goes

She took a feather
Ripped it up
To show the birds
Their weakness
The birds replied
With beady eyes
And beaks and claws
And bloody jaws
That skin is so much softer
And easier to tear
Than a single unplucked feather
discarded on the air

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