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Warbles

Warble fly is a name given to the genus Hypoderma: large flies which are parasitic on cattle and deer. Other names include "heel flies", "bomb flies" and "gadflies", while their larvae are often called "cattle grubs" or "wolves." Common species of warble fly include Hypoderma bovis (the ox warble fly) and Hypoderma lineatum (the cattle warble fly) and Hypoderma tarandi (the reindeer warble fly). Larvae of Hypoderma species also have been reported in horses, sheep, goats and humans. They have also been found on smaller mammals such as dogs, cats, squirrels, voles and rabbits. Adult warble flies are large, hairy and bumblebee-like and brown, orange or yellow in color. The adults have vestigial mouthparts, so they cannot feed during their short lifespans, which … more »

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Who wants a waltz about pigeons and doves
Pyramid builders and pockets of mud
And the blood it goes slow, it goes slow
Through a mind full of bitterness

Muscling for meaning in top-heavy piles
I was cruel as the fuel in the engines of style
While the bones, they grew tight, they grew tall
'Round a mind full of bitterness

My mind's in a bit of a bind
Lara goes out in the rain
And plays like a bird in a bitter wind

One, two, now you're out of the blue
Lara don't rattle my chains
It's a curse and it kills to consider it

And you know it's just down, it's just smoke
Blowing 'round in a bitter wind
And the kids don't get tickled or choked
If you ever get out

My mind's in a bit of a bind
Lara goes out in the rain
And plays like a bird in a bitter wind

One, two, now you're out of the blue
Lara don't rattle my chains
It's a curse and it kills to consider it

No Name, taken out of the game
Drools in our Gemini heart
She's a part and we'll never be rid of it

Cold chrome under feathers and foam
Tendrils reach out from the moon
It's a curse and it kills to consider it

I watched my father on storefront TVs
Asking me what I was trying to be
"Carve out a niche or collect in the ditch
'Cause it's nothing but ego and madness between"

I looked up to the towers, majestic and mean
Felt my sister collapse in the absence beneath
Thought of my momma and then Viviana
And gave her the words I was needing for me

Life has no love for you
Yeah, well I do, I do
Time has no plans for you
Yeah, well I do, I do

I can't see anything
I hear the birds sing, a few
I won't say anything
No more sad songs for you

Oh love
Pigeons and doves are not the same bird

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