I pray not to have wings like a chicken
Never to do the frightened flights
I wish not to have wings like a peacock
For soon will I become too proud
I desire not the wings of a duck
For then will I be seen as too laid back and indolent
If I wings like a parrot
I chatter much and do less
I cherish not those of an ostrich
Then am I big for nothing
If I have wings like an owl
I just sit and watch things happen
If I have wings like a bat
I do too much without vision
If I have wings like a hawk
I use mine to perpetrate evil
If I have wings like a turkey
Mine are only good to be roasted
If I have wings like a pigeon
Mine are good for caged flights
If I have wings like a dove
I use mine for harmless ventures not to ride the storms
But now I have wings like an eagle
And I ride with glee through storms and mountains
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