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Nature’s song

By ZULEIKA RUSSELL, aged 10 The sky is blue, The birds call sweet, Not a cloud in the sky, So the dark clouds retreat. The sun shines brightly over tree and hill, Still' the birds call sweet and the wind is still. The blackbirds peck at the worms they find, One sparrow comes over and squawks in demand; “Give me that worm. They’re hard to find!”

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Press, 2 September 1986, Page 18

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Nature’s song Press, 2 September 1986, Page 18

Nature’s song Press, 2 September 1986, Page 18