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Mar 2015
i had a pet canary he would sing all day
up down his ladder how he love to play.

he was very happy as happy as can be
when is cage was open he would come to me.

sit upon my shoulder and sing in to my ear
with is lovely song so very loud and clear.

he sat there a while in his feathered coat
singing oh so beautiful and hitting every note
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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