Golden Heckle Bird
She came to church with a golden heckle bird on her head.
If I came like that, I’d be embarrassed, and my face would be red.
The preacher told the story about Lazarus coming back from the dead.
Heckle bird got so excited “That’s probably a lie!” he said.
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