it's a story. . .
In a big city park, in a glade, in a meadow for sheep
from a crooked oak tree not too tall, nor neither too small of no more than 30 feet than
and not a whisper-thin more: born in the only true red tail hawk tree nest in
Central Park lore
in so, So, SO many once upon-a-years
that truly it's a story...
Yet, still click me: I'll show you more magic Yes! IwwWWiiiLL!!