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Just then a duck came waddling round. She was glad that Peter hadn't closed the gate and decided to take a nice swim in the deep pond in the meadow. |
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Seeing the duck, the little bird flew down upon on the grass, settled next to her and shrugged his shoulders. |
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"What kind of bird are you if you can't fly?" said he. To this the duck replied "What kind of bird are you if you can't swim?" and dived into the pond. |
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They argued and argued, the duck swimming in the pond and the little bird hopping along the shore. |
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Suddenly, something caught Peter's attention. It was a cat crawling through the grass. |
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The cat thought: "The bird is busy arguing, I'll just grab him". Stealthily she crept towards him on his velvet paws. |
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"Look out!" shouted Peter and the bird immediately flew up into the tree, while the duck quacked at the cat, from the middle of the pond. The cat walked around the tree and thought, "Is it worth climbing up so high? By the time I get there the bird will have flown away." |
