Slowly now
The train is creeping.
Boards beneath
The rails are sleeping.
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There comes a time when one must say,
The road is forked, I'll choose the way.
One road is wide and bends a bit.
Will I decide to follow it,
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The lightnings flash. The thunders roll.
The rain that falls fills every hole.
The heavy rain and winds that blew,
Of storms like this we never knew.
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I am an athlete running,
With hopes to beat the rest.
I'm using all my cunning,
To be the very best.
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If life to you means sadness,
You face each day with dread.
For you each day is madness,
To leave your nice warm bed.
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A group of clouds went right on by,
Then once again, a bright blue sky.
And those who watch for signs of rain
Are thinking of this drying plain.
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My mother means a lot to me
Although she's far away.
I shut my eyes and I can see
My mother stooped and grey.
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Eagle floating
Way up high,
Looking down
With eagle eye.
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It is my wish,
To catch a fish,
So I could truly boast.
This fish I'd weigh,
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They put her on a camel,
Molly, 'Sapphire 1',
She'd just arrived at Alice,
Holiday begun.
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