The cry of the curlew.

[Glebe]

Ever heard the plaintive cry of the curlew? From cock's crow to nightingales bleat, I'm listening out for that harrowing tweet, which goes something like this:

"Creoleow! Creoleow!"

In other news, a standoff with a curlew has ended on a beach near Hartlepool, with the curlew in question coming out with it's hands up:

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Curlew is good.  I like him

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Curlew is also known as cuddle bird.  Warmest armpits you will ever find, so snuggly.

[Corduroy Castle]

Ah curlew, no longer run, no longer cry. No cry for lost love in the reeds, curlew. In the country, in the hurt twilight. No longer run, curlew, run from yourself, you cannot escape your past, your deviances. Curlew shine in darkness behind all that is lit up.

[Glebe]

Ah curlew, no longer run, no longer cry. No cry for lost love in the reeds, curlew. In the country, in the hurt twilight. No longer run, curlew, run from yourself, you cannot escape your past, your deviances. Curlew shine in darkness behind all that is lit up.