The mint of gold
Now it is in hands
Glowing in the darkness
The smile of greed spread
Cars and cows
Ah nothing to sell!
Small is big
This is what it said
The ravishing eagles
Hungrily pursuing of its needs
The taste of fresh meat
Never know when to stop
The 3 empty nests
The eagles want to rest
Enough of the flying
Breezing with the wind
They fly around
Hunters wait
Knowing habits
It is time to catch them
Change the course of direction
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