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Two ugly birds sat way up
in a tree.
Neither ever left because
they were ugly as can be.
They had blue feet and a
bright yellow patch
And all they ever did was
scratch, scratch, scratch.
They had big beaks, far too
big as you see.
Each had a red tip and
black lines; how ugly.
One morning as they sat
watching a cloud,
A vulture landed on their
branch; it was loud.
It made horrible noises and
it smelled awful bad.
It looked at the toucans
and felt rather sad.
You see, the vulture
thought that they were very pretty,
With all the colors on
their beaks, it’s was itty bitty.
When the toucans saw the
vulture’s ugly face,
They knew it was more
horrid than theirs; that was the case.
They smiled at each other
and picked up their blue feet,
And flew off into the
sunset to find a bit of meat. |
