VETRČEK SE JE NA NJIVO
ZLATE PŠENIČKE ZAGNAL,
PA JE NAPOLNJENE KLASKE
ZLATE PŠENIČKE ZLASAL . . .
KLASKI SO SE SMEJALI
IN NIČ JIM NI BILO HUDO,
Z VETRČKOM SO SE IGRALI
IN ZIBALI SO SE TAKO.
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