The flamingo is an effeminate cousin of the vulture.
With its Wildean
mating call, the flamingo lives on rancid brine which it struts about in like a
pooftah up to its weird knees.
Morally doubtful, the flamingo’s flamboyance and
triviality make it repulsive to all. Nothing preys on the flamingo for fear of
association.
The nancy of the Nile.
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