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Feather Tree
Feathers falling from a tree,
But in the tree no birdies be
I look way up into the air
But, lo, there are no birdies there
Fluffy feathers, floating down
Gently piling on the ground
They drift on down from way up high,
But there's no birdies in the sky
I wonder where the birdies be?
Or is this just a feather tree?
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