The small little dove flew frantically towards where it knew, instinctively, that there was shelter, and food, and possibly other doves.
Only problem was that he was a pigeon, and everyone knows doves only go for doves. Or really rich sparrows. Depended on their wing span apparently.
But it could see the mountain now. Thank goodness.
Time for some Dove love.
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Only problem was that he was a pigeon, and everyone knows doves only go for doves. Or really rich sparrows. Depended on their wing span apparently.
But it could see the mountain now. Thank goodness.
Time for some Dove love.
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