Once upon a time, there's a Chicken and Rye. Every time Chicken went up to the Rye, he said, "Rye, ol' buddy, you have a little putty on your mouth, but I still love you! li-do-li-do-li. You are my Rye. You are pieces of bird seed to the birds, and blood to the flies! And you are a person to a fan, and you are blanket to a bed. You are nuts for the squirrels and bird seed for the chipmunks. But everything they think you are, you are still my Rye for me. They say you are bird seed, you are my tide. You are my pretty, witty, side, and I am mad for you to way your day and make it better for Faye. And I will sing once more today. Oh yay!"
Love,
Caroline
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