Jbgull 8

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So he swam with his toes and paddled with his wings,
And learned to eat the most ungull-like things,
And he longed for the freedom he remembered above,
But flying was something he only dreamed of.

Y remaba con las alas, y nadaba con las patas
Y se acostumbró a comida que ni tocaban las ratas
Y anhelaba ser libre, como recordaba arriba
Pero por el aire volando, sólo en sueños se iba.

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

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