Boy And The Sparrow

  A little cock-sparrow sat on a green tree,And he chirruped, he chirruped, so merry was he;A naughty boy came with his wee bow and arrow,Determined to shoot this little cock-sparrow."This little cock-sparrow shall make me a stew,And his giblets shall make me a little pie, too.""Oh, no," says the sparrow "I won't make a stew."So he flapped his wings and away he flew.




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