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One spring morning two pretty birds flew into a tree near the brook.
The sheep were eating the sweet green grass near by.
They heard a bird say,
“We must have something warm and soft for our nest.
I will see what I can find.”
He flew down and saw the white wool on the bramble bush.
“This is what I want,” said the bird.
“Thank you, Bramble Bush.”
The bird took some of the wool to his nest.
Then he flew away to tell the other birds about the wool on the bramble bush.
After that the sheep were kind to Bramble Bush.
They often gave it wool for the birds to use in making their nests.