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A boy with a rusty birdcage walked by a preacher. “What are you going to do with that bird?” asked the preacher.

“Oh, I’m just going to poke sticks at it, shake the cage, throw water on it . . . fun things like that.”

“What are you going to do after that?”

“I don’t know; probably just feed it to the cats.”

“How much do you want for it?” asked the preacher.

“Aw, you don’t want it; it’s just an old field bird. It doesn’t sing or nothin’.”

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