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By Tserisa
A Gryphon had a nest of gold
Which glowed in morning's light
And kept the Gryphon comfortable
When it was latest night.
She polished the noble eyrie daily
With softly feathered wings
And arranged lovingly each branch
And every log and stick and twig.
Then finally one day, after eggs were laid
Two GryphKittens were born
To forever be the wealth at dawn
The eastern gold each morn.
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