Tom was a poor bird in Woodward. I took him to the mountains far far away. I saw a flower and picked it for my mother, then I saw a lion and the lion wouldn't let me go by so i found another trail and and went till i found the poor bird some food and shelter. I said bye and went back to Woodward to my mother and gave her my pretty flower.
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