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From: simard@loral.UUCP
Newsgroups: net.jokes
Subject: For ornithologists, desert lovers, and anyone else
Message-ID: <147@loral.UUCP>
Date: Fri, 18-May-84 01:10:41 EDT
Article-I.D.: loral.147
Posted: Fri May 18 01:10:41 1984
Date-Received: Sat, 19-May-84 00:15:48 EDT
Organization: Loral Instruments, San Diego
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	Out on the great American desert one day, a male bald eagle
reached a state of great libidal distress.  Pickings were slim, but
in time, he saw a dove flying by.  "Better than nothin'" he muttered
(birds in jokes can mutter) and swooped down, grabbed the dove and
flew to his nest.  Feathers flew, and eventually the dove tottered
to the edge of the cliff, shouted (yes, they shout, too):

		I'm a dove
		I've been loved
		And I LIKE it!

	Well, sir, this took care of the old boy for a while but soon
enough he was at it again.  All he could see was a lark, to away he
went, and feathers flew and soon the lark shouted:

		I'm a lark
		I've been sparked
		And I LIKE it!

and flew away.

	As you can guess, some time later our friend was again in need
of amor... lib...  you know!  This time, all that happened by was...
a DUCK!  So down he swooped, and feathers flew, and the duck tottered
to the cliffside and shouted:























		I'M A DRAKE!
		THERE'S BEEN A MISTAKE
		AND I DON'T LIKE IT!


Ray Simard
Loral Instrumentation