A lumberjack sits outside his log cabin, full of grief and resentment he weeps bitterly, he laments the loss of his recently wed beauty queen who walked out a few days ago and left him in the woods, the vivid memory of that day fills his heart with bitterness, he knows not what to say nor what to do, in his solitude he tries to figure out whom to blame, "could It be those nasty friends of hers that talked her out, or could she have been snatched off by his rivals?" He contemplates for a very long time, comes up with thousands of meaningless explanations and ways to bring her back. At last he reminds himself that no matter what he does, Birdie is not coming back home, she is gone forever.
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