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He Loves To Chat
He sits on my finger
I softly talk to him,
He loves to hear my voice
Calmly shakes his feathers.
He loves to chat
It's like, he understands me,
Enjoys flying around the room
He loves to fly free.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
July.18/2006
This is about the only budgie I have left.
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