R.I.P. Baby Crane
The Neighborhood was Quiet as Word Arrived
It was quiet in the neighborhood the first Wednesday of August. The Chickadee did not peep, nor the Bluejay scorn. For they heard from the Owl who also told the Crow, that he had heard from the Squirrel who was with the Rabbit when the Chipmunk said that the Buck said that the Turkey heard ... that the Baby Crane had died.
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Wild Skies
Since 1951
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