I never get tired of this ...
I barely got out of the car at White Rock, when the gulls far down the beach saw that I had a bag in my hand, leapt into the air, and came squalling and jostling to be the first to get handouts.
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| "Me first! Me, me, me!" |
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| "Well? Are you going to share or aren't you?" |
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| "We're waiting." |
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| "That was mine! I saw it first! Mine, I tell you!" |
And when I poured out the last crumbs, too small for their beaks, they turned up their noses and flew back to their sandy patch with nary a word of thanks.
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