The continuing story of a bird, another bird, a third bird, some other birds, many many birds

and a little bit of suet.

It was a cold yet sunny day.

The wily woodpecker whistled..

“Mine! All mine! The suet is all mine!

Yummy! Yummy! Yummy!”

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“Ahem” the lady cardinal quietly coughed.

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“Yeeeeeeees?”

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“Did you..you…eat…all..of the suet!!!!!” the vivacious vixen gasped.

“I did! I did eat the suet!” whispered the woodpecker as he bowed his head in shame.

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“But I Still Adore You!” said the woodpecker in an overly dramatic capitalized way.

“Please!” he continued “Eat The Rest!”

“Okay, mmph, mmph, mmph.” she mumbled with a face full of suet.

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“Oh no! Your boyfriend is coming! I’m outta here!”

“Heeyyyyyyyyy!” Squeaked the Red One.

“You Vixen!” he squawked.

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“Oh Dirk!” She sobbed.

“I’m leaving you.”

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Dirk looked around in confusion.

He appeared to be all alone.

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(cue dramatic music)

Dadada Dum

Stay tuned until next time.

When Dirk meets a suspiciously scurrilous sparkling sparrow.

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Will he survive the suspicious scurrilous sparkling sparrow’s speech?

Will the vivacious vibrant vixen vamoose?

Will the wily woozy woodpecker wallow wearily with wanton whistles ?

Stay tuned..

As the Suet Spins..

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©Virginia Spencer, thepurpledogpaintingblog.com, 2015