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Where's Woody Daddy
One day, when I was gardening, and putting seeds into the ground I pushed aside a pile of sticks, and I heard this tweeting sound The tweet came from an injured woodpecker That had a broken left wing So, I took him in and to the best I could, I made makeshift sling I kept him in the basement, so that I wouldn't hear his noise And I put him in a giant cage, with water, food and toys I nursed him for a while, and he was looking really great Until one night when I came home, from working kind of late Each night when I'd come home, I'd fill his bowls and check To see if he could fly again, or maybe try to peck But sadly, when I walked down my steps, there were feathers on the floor My cat somehow got to the cage and opened up the door I didn't tell my daughter, that sadly Woody died I told her that I let him go, a rare time that I lied So, after cleaning up the mess, I gave a feather to my child And I told her Woody flew away and he is living in the wild I told a little white lie, but I think it was for best Because, my daughter, she was happy, when I laid her head to rest
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