She watched
A Cornish chough,
Flying so Cornish high,
Over Cornish cliffs,
In a Cornish sky,
All Cornish observations,
Made by her Cornish eye.
She watched
The Cornish sun,
Masked by a Cornish cloud,
She thought her Cornish thoughts,
Her Cornish thoughts were loud,
She viewed the Cornish landscape,
And she felt so Cornish proud.
She watched
The Cornish waves,
Roll into the Cornish bay,
She saw the Cornish sunset,
At the end of another Cornish day,
For she was forever Cornish,
And forever Cornish she will stay...
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