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Sunday, June 13, 2010
The Bird People
Dad likes to sit out under the trees in our back yard, and listen to the birds. The Bird People, he calls them. According to Dad, there's been one very vocal bird the past couple of days. He can't see it tucked in the green leaves, high up on a branch, but he tells me it has a distinctive call...
Bee-Pee Bee-Pee Bee-Pee Bee-Pee Bee-Pee Bee-Pee
I think The Bird People are rallying.
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