Spade and raven could not give each other rest,
On the eagle’s nest:
From head to mouth, one devoured the other,
On the stolen land of another,
From beak to beak,
To claws, breezing through,
Both had the desire,
Foreign land to acquire,
Fools Think: The owner of this nest,
Up, in the mountains, has been laid to rest,
Little do they know of the eagle,
That is approaching, roaming the skies,
His land is calling,
While fire burns in his eyes!

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