I had a blue berry
With stretched trunks
And glowing berries
At the brink I've a nest
Of my Little Swallow
With an awaken eyes
And willing beak
Clasp him I yelled
To the berries
And shield my bird
The swish broke my word
I Yelled 'nd Cried
Oh! MY BIRD
The nest Swayed
The Bird flapped
Soared the heights
And came down
Clasped him closely
I Yelled' nd Cried
Oh! MY BIRD
He's saved.

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