Alan the marinER knelt afore his great grandfather's grave, deep in thought. All of a sudden he was roused when a crake and a drake flapped noisily into the air in alarm. It was then that Alan became aware of the sheep having a graze in the adjacent row of graves. He shooed it away and proceeded to drape the protective netting over the grape vine growing on the grave, hoping it would keep the grapes out of reach of the birds. And then it was time to head home.
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