Green metal table under a sign houses sparrows waiting to dine.
Little fat sparrow under the tree, little fat sparrow, a crumb from me.
I sat on a table a muffin in hand, tossing blueberries to each of the band.
Little fat sparrow under the tree, little fat sparrow, a crumb from me.
I see a plump cat licking his chops, grooming his feet, and watching them h…
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