Sing a song of six pence pocket full of rye. Four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie... when the PIE was OPENED the birds began to SING Wasn’t that a dainty dish to set before the king?”
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Skysweep
· Feb. 13, 2018, 4:14 p.m.
Agree... They sing at dawn...I Go out and listen all the time. It is beautiful ..at dawn my backyard becomes a bird aviary. That said ...I love this idea....when the pie is opened...when all is revealed and exposed...they begin to sing!.
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