Sweet language of birds

 1st bird: We fly high in sky, we are kings because we have got wings.

None of men can do so, as nature has blessed us with a loving flight and I would always be obliged for it.
2nd bird: I also know what we have got but don't consider men inferior.

If we have got the wings then they've gotten mind to think. Don't you know that?

1st bird: Well.... but they can't fly high like us!

2nd bird: No, you are wrong, because they have been conferred upon a very fine thinking through

 which they have invented planes to fly in.

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