Polly wants a cracker.
  Think I should get off her first.
  I think she wants some water.
  To put out the blow torch. It isn't me.
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  We have some seed.
  Let me clip.
  Your dirty wings.
  Let me take ride.
  Don't hurt yourself.
  I want some help.
  To help myself.
  I've got some rope.
  You have been told.
  I promise you.
  I have been true.
  Let me take a ride.
  Don't hurt yourself.
  I want some help.
  To help myself.
    Polly wants a cracker.
  Maybe she would like more food.
  She asks me to untie her.
  A chase would be nice for a few.
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    Polly says her back hurts.
  And she's just as bored as me.
  She caugh me off my guard.
  It amazes me, the will of instinct.
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