Two little birds were sitting on a stone,
One flew away and then there was one,
T’ other flew away and then there was none,
So the poor stone was left all alone.
One of the little birds back again flew,
In came t’ other and then there were two;
Says one bird to t’ other, “How do you do?”
“Very well, I thank you; pray how do you?”
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