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The Bank at Fourth & Main

Even Audubon would like this place,

This aviary of young, colorful birds.

All day they glide from desk to desk,

From one dusty perch to another,

Chirping away to the sweet music

Of money, the whole flock waiting

For five when they migrate back

To their roosts in the suburbs,

The bright wings of their shawls

Filling the drafty flyway of the street.