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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=399691" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The red weaver</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=399691" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The red weaver flies from a plate of bulrush<br>dances on a branch while it slap its red wings, <br>walking whistling to and thro, <br>before it whispers twittering deep in the reeds.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=399691" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">It flutters around draws sparks through the air, <br>swoops down at it's weaved nest<br>with a beak full of grass, twigs or some hay, <br>flies up and down and suddenly back.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=399691" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">There is something pretty to it that catches the eye<br>when through the blue sky it draws a glowing line, <br>when early in the morning it awakes me<br>when it hangs twittering at its small nest, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=399691" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">the red weaver flies from a plate of bulrush<br>before it whispers twittering deep in the reeds.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a></strong></div>

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