My beak is yellow,My feathers are black,Im a cheery fellowWho answers you back.High in the treeI sing my song,Im glad to be free,The whole day long.I like crumbs,Or a juicy red berryAnd lots of plumsTo make me merry.I am a blackbirdSo happy and gay,And I ...
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