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The First Visit
Boisterous Bluejay
One sunny morning, a boisterous bluejay named Blue visited my garden. With his bright blue and white feathers, he was hard to miss. He spotted the peanut feeder and quickly swooped down to grab a peanut. After munching happily, he sang a loud, cheerful song.
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Blue's song was so loud that it echoed through the garden. Soon, other birds started to arrive, curious about the commotion. Blue danced around the feeder, sharing his peanuts. It was like he was inviting everyone to a feast.
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The garden became a lively party of birds, all thanks to Blue. He fluttered from branch to branch, chatting with every bird. I watched in amazement as my garden turned into a bird paradise. Blue had made sure no one felt left out.
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Day after day, Blue returned, always with his joyful song. It wasn't long before I looked forward to his visits. We had become friends, Blue and I, in a garden filled with laughter and song. And to think, it all started with a single peanut.
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