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Pride's chickens have bonny feathers, but they are an expensive brood to rear. They eat up everything, and are always lean when brought to market.

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Alexander Smith
Age: 36 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 31
Died: 1867
Died: January 5
Poet
Cille Mheàrnaig
Expensive
Market
Brought
Bonny
Pride
Brood
Everything
Rear
Always
Lean
Feathers
Chickens

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