SPARROW The spider spun webs in the stable and knew it could not be true. The meadow was covered in violets whenever the moon turned blue. The cows walked around with parasols when the sun climbed out of his bed. It all appeared unlikely, but that's what the house sparrow said. The crows were eating... Sign in to see full entry.
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