FICTION.

My dear beautiful bird with a long beak.How old are you? I am almost three years old. How tall are you? I am 36inches tall? How much do you weigh? I know that some birds weight 20lbs to 40lbs.
I weigh much less than that.You have a large wingspan which are really great. Why don’t you come down from there and pick me up?I want to sit on your back and you can fly with me up again.Simply come down and pick me up,and take me around, and around.
Okay bird come down please and pick me up and go round and round.
I know that it will be lots of fun.
Please come down mother of all birds and take me around.I want to go around with you.Come on ,come on and get me.Stop wasting my time and your time.Hurry up please.You can do it.
Jesus love you and Jesus me too.
She left some food on the floor to attract the bird .The bird was beautiful with nice beak.
The bird did not come down to pick her up,so she cried until she fell asleep.The End.
