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Oh, happy day, that unmistakable brown plumage As accented by a snow white head and tail, I've seen the holy spirit When I was young, their population had collapsed to where it felt We’d only know the majesty through photo, prose, and lyric Through drastic conservation efforts and the diligence of fish And wildlife scientists, we've actualized impressive data So much so that 2016 would discover two such creatures Nesting in the heart of downtown Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania 200 years of absence broken by a brazen pair Is not to shake a stick at when you actually A-B the numbers And so it was the PA game commission would install a webcam With a live feed that would showcase the avian lovers You could be sitting in your office feelin' testy Spilling coffee on a spreadsheet Thinking "Jesus Christ, my life is dismal" Two seconds later, you could stare into a portal That reminds you there is more Than what your awful nine-to-five permits you Like a giant fuckin’ eagle Or I don't know Maybe Mona Lisa cheesin' from the easel Or I don't know Maybe sunbeams leakin' through a keyhole Or I don't know Eh, I don't know Letras de canciones Oh, Lord Lou, those unmistakable eight talons That could surgically remove a spawning salmon from the raging rapids People think nature is a rainbow or a newborn Or an ocean or a puppy which denies the gory steak and mashers You load the sight up and expect to see the glory of a wingspan Over eagly beaks emerging from a nega-hero We overlook the fact that, wow, sometimes a cat'll eat a bird Sometimes a bird’ll eat a cat like it’s a fuckin' churro On April 26th, in front a grip of viewers tuning in To catch a glimpse of what would usually live in the shadows There was no way to have predicted honing in On the internet’s favorite creature as reduced to nutritional value I wonder if some dude was sad because his cat had run away And thought, "Maybe I'll load these eagles up to feel connected" Then got to watch his little Fluffy torn to pieces by the very nature He had sought to ease him through his deep depression Like a giant fuckin' eagle Or I don't know Maybe Mona Lisa cheesin’ from the easel Or I don't know Maybe sunbeams leakin' through a keyhole Or I don't know Eh, I don't know From Letras Mania