"What lurks in the woods?" The sparrow calls From high in its nest Nestled tightly in the crowns. The sparrow flitters and flutters And flaps its wings As he yearns for a crest To match his breathen.
"What lurks in the woods?" The sparrow callsFrom high in its nestNestled tightly in the crowns. The sparrow flitters and fluttersAnd flaps its wings As he yearns for a crest To match his breathen. love stories
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in which what lurks in the woods is exposed.

"What lurks in the woods?" The sparrow calls From high in its nest Nestled tightly in the crowns. The sparrow flitters and flutters And flaps its wings As he yearns for a crest To match his breathen.

The crested birds swoop low, Picking worms from the ground As the sparrow watches From high in the tree tops.

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