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Saw The Little Parrot.

Saw the little parrot,

It was flying with a bit of mango in it’s beaks.

The parrot perched on a tree branch and began eating the mango.

A little way further the parrot flew down seeking more mangoes but all it could find was berries.

But that didn’t satisfy it’s quest,

Which made it wonder what it should do?

Well it went ahead and found two more mangoes on a mango tree and that made it’s day.

Adios!

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An Artist Who Paints.

An artist who paints thinks of nothing,

But his art,

Which is his own creation.

The creation of his thoughts which are benign.

To the highest core of his soul.

An artist who paints,

Often imagines things,

Which are beyond the scope of normal human mind.

An artist who paints,

Has inginite scopes to potray and that’s why he or she is an artist.

Adios!