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The Crocodile and the Weaver - Esteve Bosc-Perreux
The Crocodile and the Weaver By Estève Bosc-Perreux
In the forest, near a river,
Was placed the home of a weaver.
And in the Egyptian Nile,
There lived a crocodile.
But when he changed habitat,
In the river he sat.
“Hi there, you little bird.”
But that is what the weaver heard:
“Where are you my little baby?”
The weaver responded, “Can I help, maybe.”
“I’m sorry, b...
Sunday 1st April 2018 9:38 am
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