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Wednesday, February 24, 2010
A Matter of Taste
Peacocks
posing prettily,
preening periodically,
prideful, plumed,
poetically parading,
pretending
they don't taste
like chicken
.
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davidbdale
Feb 26, 2010 04:23 PM
Posers!
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