First, let us fly west, where songs garbled atop honky-tonks are met with friendly replies from both geese and cow-gents.

Afterwards, let us fly south in formation of the genogram that indicates migration-destination preferences.

Then, let us fly east to perch upon branches under which folk toss morsels of bak kwa rather than bread.

Finally, let us fly north of the populations that preclude us aves from achieving for ourselves the ataraxia of an agreeable atmosphere. ; )

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