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Which bird directed Golu to go to the Limpopo river and why? - English

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Which bird directed Golu to go to the Limpopo river and why?

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A mynah bird was sitting in the middle of a bush. Golu asked her what the crocodile ate at dinner. The mynah bird directed Golu to go to the Limpopo river to find out the answer.

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