She Watered Flower-pots.
A Swallow sat on the edge of farthest Flower-pot,
and dipped its beak into Wet Soil.
She went and brought a Bowl of Water.
Swallow had gone.
Her Heart was offended.
Put down the Bowl at the side of Flower-pot.
A Bee sat on the edge of the Bowl and Drank Water.
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