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the blackbird
i saw a little blackbird on my window sill
sitting there so quietly sitting very still
then he started tapping on my window pane
did it once then did it twice and did it once again
he was very cute as cute as cute could be
looking through my window looking straight at me
he had yellow beak the color of the sun
playing on the window having lots of fun
then when he finished playing from the sill he flew
high up in the air in the sky so blue
sitting there so quietly sitting very still
then he started tapping on my window pane
did it once then did it twice and did it once again
he was very cute as cute as cute could be
looking through my window looking straight at me
he had yellow beak the color of the sun
playing on the window having lots of fun
then when he finished playing from the sill he flew
high up in the air in the sky so blue
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the blackbird
the blackbird
