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There were TEN tiny sparrows

     Inside a shady hedge

But one remembered tasty crumbs

     Upon your window ledge:

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‘Yes,’ thought that little bird,

      ‘Those will suit me fine,’

And off he flew to find the crumbs

      So that left only - - - - NINE

 

There were NINE tiny sparrows

     Chattering in the sun

But one took off across the field

     To have a bit of fun.

 

He watched the farmer working hard

Whilst he sat on his gate.

    How many stayed inside the hedge?

 That’s right, exactly - - - EIGHT.

 

There were EIGHT tiny sparrows

     Who'd nodded off to sleep

But they hadn't slept for very long

     when suddenly: 'beep, beep!'

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A lorry stopped across the road

     And men unloaded bricks.

Two sparrows flew away in fright,

     So that left only - - - - SIX.

 

There were SIX tiny sparrows  

     And what a noise they made,

But a shadow passed across their hedge

     And they became afraid.

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A sparrow hawk was overhead,

     And sparrows they will kill,

So the hedge went strangely silent

     And also very still.

 

If you should walk along the road

     And hear a chattering sound,

I think that you will surely know

     That sparrows are around.

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Hedgerows are important homes

     For these cheeky little clowns,

But many lose their habitat

     When humans cut them down!

 

 

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RSPB: Don't cut hedges April to August or October to February in southern hemisphere

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Tell your Mum and Dad about this and Gran and Granddad too.

 

Your friends at school can read this poem and talk about it.

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