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Yellow browed tit,

Among oak leaves it fits,

A sharp note is its call,

Traveling to the plain where snow falls,

Seeds are its daily diet,

A lover of peace and quiet,

A fact all should know,

Flew down from Kedarnath to tell you so,

Resting on a thorny bush,

Calming down an impulsive rush.

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