He replies: "It is
neither a son of a beech nor a son of a birch
. One tree says to the other: "Is that a son of a beech
or a son of a birch?"
The other says he cannot tell. The tall tree says "Woodpecker, you are a tree expert
. . Your muscles are starting to nag you, though you're distracted by the lewd display you know you're compelled to put on, with your beautiful, curved arse, high in the air
He replies: "It is
neither a son of a beech nor a son of a birch
. One tree says to the other: "Is that a son of a beech
or a son of a birch?"
The other says he cannot tell. The tall tree says "Woodpecker, you are a tree expert
. . Your muscles are starting to nag you, though you're distracted by the lewd display you know you're compelled to put on, with your beautiful, curved arse, high in the air
He replies: "It is
neither a son of a beech nor a son of a birch
. One tree says to the other: "Is that a son of a beech
or a son of a birch?"
The other says he cannot tell. The tall tree says "Woodpecker, you are a tree expert
. . Your muscles are starting to nag you, though you're distracted by the lewd display you know you're compelled to put on, with your beautiful, curved arse, high in the air
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