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See them crawling out of the mound walking in a straight line, one set is going to East, the other to the West, carrying little particles of food in their mouth and moving  with rapid speed.  

They stop and greet each other on the way and I am always curious about what they have to say; the message is brief and they continue their laborious journey up and down the street. 

I stood by the tree root and observe the ants at work; they were carrying a dead lizard under the tree, hundreds of them hoist it in the air and drag it into the hole; 

It is amazing to see those little things latching on to the tail of a giant lizard without a inch of fear, they hurry back and forth and seal their fate in the dirt. 

The ant has a message for you of how to walk on a thin line when the place is crowded and your home is invaded. You can slide up and down the tree and walk around the wood peckers feet; he will make a howling sound that will disturbed the entire town and set the people in motion.  

The ladybug knows about it and the grasshopper cannot control it, the buzzing bee understands it and the American eagle is in love with it. The cardinal in the tree is waiting but the frog and the sparrow are petrified about it. 

I got caught up in the animal world and I kept looking for something outside you that will make my dream come through, something that will make me think, and make the magpie sing; they are all around you,  jumping from tree to tree and swinging from limb to limb. 

The parrot is a talkative fellow and it will make you bellow. It sits quietly in the cage watching your every move, and he knows how often you go to the toilet and how often you change your shoes.

 It sneaks upon you in the dark with a filtering light overhead, the one that they use to bury the dead and when the nights are cold the talkative parrot makes my spirit bold. 

 Sometimes it gets awfully quite and dozes off and that is the only time you can slip away, when the parrot is at play. 



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