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3d
She lands on the budding branch,
Proud crown pointed upward,
Burgundy chest puffed with confidence,
She sings to me, an opera of melodies,
All for the payment of a sunflower seed.
I love listening to the sound of birds when they come around the feeder.
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     Geof Spavins, Renee C, Erenn and rick
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