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Little birds go into
A metal roof
They live in there.

Tiny creatures
They build mud homes
On top of light boxes.

One use to live
On my back patio
Her nest is still there.

She flew the coop
To the metal roof
I can see her now.

6/12/2013 1245 cj

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