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A third ridiculous idea I came up with, in which "phoenixes" make me think of "KFC" (fire-birds) or "chickens". Cockadoodle-doo!
Here, Philomena flies up to perch at a fence at every morning, to crow for the rising sun, no matter how late she can be. In spite of her Autotuned singing, it had become so frequent, that a horse and Philomena's owner (Miss Sunset) got irritated by her incessant crowing.
(Notice the "flag" formed by the airplanes' trails beside Gilda?: >>1435551)
Here, Philomena flies up to perch at a fence at every morning, to crow for the rising sun, no matter how late she can be. In spite of her Autotuned singing, it had become so frequent, that a horse and Philomena's owner (Miss Sunset) got irritated by her incessant crowing.
(Notice the "flag" formed by the airplanes' trails beside Gilda?: >>1435551)
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