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The thermometer this morning registered 0ºF. Walking under the awning into work I heard a CHIRP. Followed shortly by a CHIRP. And then a CHIRP. What's he saying? "I'm the bird! I'm the bird! Who's the bird? I'm the bird! Don't mess with the bird! I'm the bird!"
I love these cheeky little bastiches.
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