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I always wondered if we were the smartest creatures
I did until I met a bird named Claven He had some special features He was a full-grown Raven He talked about how he had always hated the ones on two feet Then Claven started chewing on a piece of gum He always talked pretty fast, but clearly He did not talk wearily So, now I know the truth I can handle it This bird named Claven He was the smartest Raven.
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