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So he stayed there and rested for a couple of days,
And looked at the ocean and remembered the ways
He had neglected his feathers and forgotten to fly
And he thought himself foolish and started to cry.

Y se quedó y descansó en su recodo
Mirando al mar, recordando el modo
Que descuidó sus plumas, y se olvidó de volar
Y se pensó muy necio, y empezó a llorar.

(c) Larry Gates, 2000 (text), Abby Rubinstein 2000 (illustration)

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