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The CRANE BIRDS of MONACO (Poem)

The crane is the most common bird in Monaco


The air in Monaco is always clean
Sometimes a raven can be seen

But the crane bird is everywhere
Buildings rising here and there

All the cranes bear the same name
From a family with great fame

They rule the skies of Monaco
Better to be their friend than their foe

In the distance is the palace
Where the Prince is pacing with malice

Another day another scandal
The priest shook his head and lit a candle

Who had leaked the dirt?
To cause the monarchy so much hurt

Who made the man with the crown
Look like such a clown?

Surrounded by the wrong men
Punished by a poison pen

Though he still has his crown
Many greet him with a hidden frown

In Monaco the cranes are everywhere
Buildings rising here and there


The Crane (bird)

J.B. Pastor & Fils



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