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Show SWEET SINGER "Don't you know crazy goats, you w i l l die if you stay here," shouted Kleeka beating at their hard l e g s , "And I will die with you!" So blinded by sand Kleeka could scarcely see the animals He ran t o encircle them, "Git along goats i To the c l i f f s goats iri He yelled and pushed u n t i l he had them running to what he hoped was shelter - nor did he q u i t u n t i l the t a l l cliff3 stopped him'. "Shelter," gasped Kleeka, "Never i n llavajo-land vas there a storm l i k e this!" Great sheets of sand whipped against the c l i f f and s i f t e d down on the 3ilky hides of the goats. They shuffled and shook their ears and beat their horns against each other. Kleeka sat doxm with the wind to his back and waited. He watched the sand beat at a t i n can caught in a stubby bush. I t began whistling a tune on the paper label. Zee see yo Low high low Zee zee yo Yo yo yo |