Whenever a male Blue Bird-of-paradise is looking for a
mate
He finds a quiet spot
Hangs upside down
Spreads out every feather he can
Puffs his chest in and out
Rhythmically and
Sways back and forth
Rhythmically and
Waits for something to happen
If I was a male Blue Bird-of-paradise
This is what I would do
If a male Blue-Bird-of-paradise was me
There is no telling what he would do
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