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Can I come too Mum? Can I? Can I?
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Mum! Where'd you go? Mum!!?
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Some sort of bird sitting on a branch.
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Whatever Lynda said these were.
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"Nagging me only ruffles my feathers."
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"If I hide in here perhaps I won't get nagged."
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Seeing eye to eye with a Kookaburra.
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Aaahhh!! This is the life.
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"Yuck!! Tastes like mud."
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The kids haven't quite left home.
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