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Alittle Bird

In my village there is a little bird mysterious and tough it is the more I eat it the more it wants me to eat it! One evening I ate it all, but the following day I found it in my plate ready for another meal! This little bird does not get finished. It can fly to another village, to look for grains to eat during famine and water to drink in dry season but it comes back undisturbed and there it is for me to eat as much as my appetite can take me. This mysterious bird can perch on top of a tree and sing sweet lullaby for me to hear and soon I start dancing and I feel good sometimes I fall asleep in my dance but wake up the following morning puzzled and upset! This mysterious bird with magic in its song eaten without getting finished has puzzled generations in my village.

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