None was First, Second, but it was Third,
It was Famous & Cute,
But, You could never Do to Her, Mute...
There were things in Many Tries,
Crane bird was Envious & Bad,
And it was often Very Mad...
Every day more & more with Its Own Fault Wings,
But one day the Wings were Cut,
So, there was no a Weapon Mat...
Neither Karma, Neither Dharma,
Every Ugly Step was Punished,
And there good Destiny Vanished...
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