The Blacksmith and the Genie Crow: A Tale of Mystical Mayhem!
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In a village bright and merry,
Lived a blacksmith strong and wary.
He'd hammer, clang, and tap all day,
Making tools in his own way.
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But a crow, sly and keen,
Would watch from branches green.
He'd steal shiny objects, no matter the cost,
Leaving the blacksmith feeling lost.
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The blacksmith's eyes filled with tears,
As the crow brought all his fears.
His precious possessions, now gone,
He felt like he couldn't carry on.
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But the blacksmith, with a mind so true,
Had an idea of what to do.
He set a trap, clever and smart,
To catch the crow and mend his heart.
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The crow, tempted by something shiny,
Fell into the trap, feeling tiny.
He begged for mercy, feathers ruffled,
As the blacksmith's anger was now muffled.
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The blacksmith, with a heart so kind,
Forgave the crow, changing his mind.
He released the bird, now repentant,
Their friendship now foreverendant.
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They worked together, side by side,
With trust and friendship as their guide.
The crow learned to be less greedy,
And the blacksmith's heart felt truly happy.
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The village, filled with cheer and glee,
Celebrated their friendship, you see.
The blacksmith and crow, an unlikely pair,
Taught everyone that kindness is rare.
