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Imitation is supposed to be the sincerest form of flattery, yes? Here is my attempt: Texas Morning Morning cries aloud Grackles fill the trees Boisterous noises proud Together in a massive crowd Taking skyward with greatest ease Traffic flows endlessly Brake lights flash; horn sound Into the air fussing ceaselessly Watching everyone endlessly So an accident won't confound ![]() |