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Feb 2010
theres a blackbird in my garden he has yellow beak. and into my garden i sit and watch him sneek.
he loves to hop along in between the plants . then he has a chirp and does a funny little dance.
then he  starts to dig with his yellow beak. digs into the soil for a worm that he might seek.
he jumps on to the birdhouse hoping for a feed for his favourite meal lots and lots of seed.
when hes finished eating he seems to wave goodbye then i sit and watch him disappear up  in to the sky .
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william worthless
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