flaco of manhattan is dead

I found out
The proud eagle owl Flaco of Manhattan suddenly died
It's sad, ladies and gentlemen
His eyes were orange and he was lonely
He lived for almost two years in freedom
On a tree branch, a water tank on the roof, an apt air con in the city
He had the flu, was looking to a girlfriend on his own, and was hunting rats
Sometimes he hooted and whistled, but always a distance
He didn't become a survivor, he felt the death of the bird and of the immigrant
[compiled from materials that came into my network]

Я узнал
Внезапно погиб орлиный филин гордый Флако
Печально дамы и господа
Глаза его были оранжевые он был одинок
Он прожил почти два года на свободе
Грипповал искал подругу по себе охотился на крыс
Порой ухал и свистел
Выживанцем не стал ощутил смерть птицы местночтимого рефьюзника посланника в целестиальный отказ
02/27/24 iasha merzliac ny


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