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But the wind blew and the waves grew and water came splashing
And the wind dried his feathers, but he waves came up bashing
His perch on the ledge, so he couldn’t stay there,
He was cornered and desperate and jumped in the air.
Pero el viento soplaba y las olas rebotaban
Y el viento le secó, pero las olas salpicaban
Su pequeña cornisa, allí no podía quedar
Arrinconado y desesperado, al aire tuvo que saltar.
(c) Larry Gates, 2000 (text), Abby Rubinstein 2000 (illustration)
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