The
air conditioned unit
The
silence wait on the wall
No
switch no rumbling sound
The
night dark of the time
The
dark colour birds
Putting
up for the nights
A
nice hiding place
No
predators will come
Unless
the humans
On
the switch the waking up unit
The
whirring sound of its motor
The
birds will fly quickly away
Afraid
of the night monster
The
birds hardly see it
They
only hear the vibration
Spinning
tales of hide and seek
The
normal days and nights
The
silence wait for the call
Once
the switch is on
The
night wings intruders will fly away
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