When the ring tailed bird wakes,
as Dawn's day comes,
you can hear him sing,
tweetly, tweet, tweet,
as Morning's sun rises,
sweetly, sweet, sweet,
as Summer's days long,
brightly, bright, bright,
leaves him craving for Evening's,
nightly, night, night.
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