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The north wind doth blow
and we shall have snow,
And what will poor robin do then,
poor thing?
He'll sit in a barn
and we shall have snow,
And what will poor robin do then,
poor thing?
He'll sit in a barn
and keep himself warm
and hide his head under his wing,
and hide his head under his wing,
poor thing.
~Author unknown
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