One by one a flock of small birds perches on a telephone wire. Sitting
close together has problems enough, and then comes along a large dopey
bird that tries to join them. The birds of a feather can't help but
make fun of him - and their clique mentality proves embarassing in the
end. From Ralph Eggleston.
If you ain't know who runs the company that made this, You would be dumbfounded
Scoops
```````Music is the pauses betweeen the notes```````
September 01, 2004
For the Birds
scribbled at 8:09 PM
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