The Little Berd


The Little Berd
By Sequel

One day me and my dad saw a big blak cro that was being meen and bad to a small berd. The cro was hiting the little berd with its beek and hert it like a bole at school. The berd had a berokin wuing and a poked iball. Dad and I took the berd home and poot it in a box on the porch. We fed it and gave it water.

The next week the berd was well enuf to hop out of the box and it floo awae. I think that the love we gave the little berd made it strongr. If I was a berd I would tell that cro to be niser to small berds.


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