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guests are coming tomorrow, the lady of the
house has no mercy and told the cook that she
wants to eat me tomorrow in the soup, so I am
supposed to let them cut off my head this
evening. Now I am going to cry at the top of my
voice as long as I can." - "Hey now, Red-Head,"
said the donkey, "instead come away with us.
We're going to Bremen. You can always find
something better than death. You have a good
voice, and when we make music together, it will
be very pleasing." The rooster was happy with the
proposal, and all four went off together.

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