Birds of a feather, fly on together, through the weather, for so much the better. But birds of a feather, don't know whether, they'll be together, for now and forever. The birds and the bees, may make love, in sycamore trees, high up above. But turtle doves, and bumble bees, don't know our love,... Sign in to see full entry.
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