Ann Beard - Inquisitive Clown. (N.Z Kea)

Ann Beard - Inquisitive Clown. (N.Z Kea)

He is king, tip to toe br br of the alpine spine, br br where swollen snowberries br br crochet, the snow line. br br While ice from the mountains br br melt into the sea br br He swoops and glides higher br br and higher, he's free br br br br Not unlike a human, br br his nature is caring, br br Devotion to family, br br Passion, and daring. br br But no man withstands br br extremes like the Kea, br br Existence hard earned, br br with an absence of fear. br br br br kee-aa, kee-aa, hear br br his high pitched cries br br Inquisitive clown, br br of our southern skies. br br The orange-red hue br br beneath outstretched wings. br br An illusion of flames, br br or the costume of kings.


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Uploaded: 2014-10-29

Duration: 01:09

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