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Unfortunately, just at this time a flock of little birds flew by, from
bush to bush, searching for green caterpillars and spiders. There
were several sorts of little birds, twittering different songs.
The first one sang—"Who's bin digging-up my nuts? Who's-been-digging-up my nuts?"
And another sang—"Little bita bread and-no-cheese! Little bit-a-bread an'-no-cheese!" |
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