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Polly P

Polly Parrot. I'm Polly Parrot and never quiet some moan that I talk all day. I says to the Ladies, causing a riot as they don't like much what I say. I shout, oooh-er missus let me smear you with kisses and they blush as they turn to say. They turn around to locate the sound asking Jasper the Dapple Grey Horse. Well yes of course, nods the Dapple Grey Horse I'll reveal all to you for a juicy red carrot. For it was not I, was Jasper's cry but that noisy, pesky Polly the Parrot.

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