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Cardinal Had His Eye On Crow

Cardinal had his eye on the crow But she said, “not cardinal, not ever, whoa!” Crow had her eye on Wren who was sweet. Wren never pigged out, did not overeat. Cardinal was kind of a hog you see. Flying down first from every tree. The second birdseed was put out. Before other birds could give a shout. At their wedding Cardinal did not attend. Pouting about it to the absolute end. They did not miss him, guests had a blast. And their nuptials were solid, they did last.

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