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| Crimson birds upon the tree! What a pretty sight to see, Roaming through the forest green Like a happy king and queen. Here you will be free from harm, Fleeing from the hunter's arm. You can sing the whole day long, Giving us your joyful song. Though the sun may not be bright You will chirp until it's night. Feathered flyers free from care Always have a song to spare | ||
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