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The Land Where The Doobries Sing

Then over the silence from the back of the crowd, and from totally the opposite direction of where all the Doobries were looking, there was a shout.

"Yoooo Hoooo I'm over here."

There was great confusion and alot of "Oooooooooos" as all the Doobries tried to turn round to face the direction of bird who had called out.

The bird who had shouted was bigger than the rest and was a deep shade of blue with pink wing tips.

As the Doobries saw who it was little bursts of Hooo Hooo Hooo ran round the crowd.

This it seemed was a Doobrie type of practical joke.

When all the birds had shuffled around to face the big bird, it all went quiet again. The big Doobrie then raised both of his short wings then let out a long cry. "Dooooooooooo.". As the dooo began to fade away it was answered by the crowd who all went "Doooo" then the big bird went "Dooo Be dooo be dooo be." and the crowd responded. "Dooo Be dooo be dooo be." Then the Big Doobrie went. " Dee be dee be dee bee."

As all this calling got under way a small group of Doobries just behind Terry broke away and started a round of "Ooo bee ooo bee" ing. Different groups started other rhythms turning up the pace of the singing.

Gradually the tempo got faster and faster the birds started dancing round and round. It was like a magic painting all the colours of the different birds swirling round forming new patterns all the time. Terry found himself drawn into the into rhythm of colour and singing, he started to dance and sing.

"Dooo be do be dooo bee, Oooo Ooo Doo." sang Terry.

Terry completely forgot where he was as he danced and danced, round and round. Terry started to sang. "Dooo be do be dooo bee, Oooo Ooo Doo." Terry spun round and round.

"Doo be doobe Yarrr Yarrr Feee beee Feee be Dy Do Tun be Tum be Tum Tum Tum." he shouted

Gradually the Doobrie birds who were dancing round Terry stopped.

Terry kept on dancing until he realised all the Doobries around him who could hear him singing were looking at him. The rest of the Doobries in he distance were still dancing and singing.

Terry stopped dancing and singing

"What's the mater." said Terry to one of the Doobries.

"You're singing the wrong words." said the Doobrie." You mustn't do that it is one of our most important national songs."

"I'm sorry." said Terry. "I didn't know I only came here to see the wise old Doobrie."

"Oooooooo." said all the Doobries round him. "The Wise Old Doobrie."

"We had better take you to him before you upset every one here with your singing." said the Doobrie.

The Doobrie who had spoken picked up a magnolia leaf in his beak and held it high in the air, "Follow me", he mumbled through the magnolia leaf.

Terry followed the magnolia leaf through the mass of dancing Doobries. Finally Terry and the Doobrie with the magnolia leaf reached the edge of the crowd. Here they found the Wise Old Doobrie, the one who had started the singing.

"Meeee mrrrr mrrr meeee mrrr mee mrr" said the Doobrie who Terry had been following. The Doobrie then dropped the magnolia leaf from his beak. "I've brought some one to see you Wise Old Doobrie." it said.

"Oooooooo." said the Wise Old Doobrie and walked all the way round Terry looking him up and down. "Oooooooo." he said again. " I suppose you want to go home" said the Doobrie continuing to walk round Terry. "They all do you see, they all do and its a long way, a very long way. You'll need porters and guides and freshly made pies."

"Tooters and scooters and peperment frouties." added the Doobrie terry had followed.

"Taps and maps and faraway hats." said another.



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