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The Heron and The Crane
Once upon a time there was a crane.
And not so far away
lived a long-, long-nosed heron.
The heron looked at the crane and laughed to herself:
What a clumsy fellow he is.
Should I propose to the heron?
She looks like our family.
She has our beak and our long legs.
Is Mistress Heron at home?
Yes, yes, yes, she's here.
What do you want?
Will you marry me.
Will I marry you... you beanpole?! Not a chance!
Your clothes are too short and you only walk,
you never fly and you're so tight with money
I could starve in the nest...
...and... and...
and why did I refuse him?
Why did I say 'no'?
He's from a good family...
...and they call him a snappy dresser...
And he does have a fine topknot.
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