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One big oak tree,
Which was very hollow,
On it rested,
The nest of a swallow.
The swallow had babies,
In her little home,
Soon the mother flew away,
For food in a dome.
Just then a hunter came,
For the meat in the nest.
With ruthless thoughts,
He was a pest.
The mother came back,
And fought with the crook.
She got scratches everywhere,
But did not hide in a nook.
The she-bird flew away,
With her children, she snatched.
For a mother’s love,
Can never be matched.
Seeing the will-power,
Of the little swallow,
The hunter was taken aback,
And left the tree hollow.

-Adya Tripathi