They spread dry grains in the way
Inside of the large net placed in distance
They stood far distance of the network
Imitated the sound of wild hens and cocks
The poor creatures without suspicion
Moved inside of the net and got locked
The way is dangerous they could not understand
The way is used as a pretext to save them
With lot of grains they spreads in the way
The poor hens and cocks or birds finds their end.
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