On a peaceful summer midnight,
Under a moonlit sky,
I stand beneath a street lamp
As moths go flying by.
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Tall bricked chimneys standing high
Black smoke billowing to the sky
In behind large closed gates
Terror hidden from outside gaze.
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When Moses parted
The old Red Sea,
Did he catch fish
To bring home for his tea?
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In yonder shaded woodland knell,
I spy a group of pale bluebells
Nodding their heads in unison
Welcoming Springs watery sun.
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At evening time
An owl is calling
Oer the land
night is falling
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I have a hole in my shoe,
In my shoe,
In my shoe,
Whatever can I do?
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I made a sandwich with some worms,
Im afraid my tummy turned,
I put some mustard on the top,
But Boy, it made it HOT,
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By dawns early morning haze,
In admiration I did gaze,
At work of beauty so profound,
So intricate to astound.
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Do lions take pride,
When they kill in the night?
Does the wise owl
Really gave a hoot?
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