by Bob Dylan
When we meet again
Introduced as friends
Please don't let on that you knew me when
I was hungry and it was your world.
Curve-billed Thrasher
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I was surprised at how well the birds in Bill and Alice’s yard seemed to
get along. Three or four were often pecking simultaneously at different
sections ...
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