E-ither of your ears
L-istens to the voice;
I-t plays like music,
S-ong that never
A-nnoys.
S-weet sound that soothes
I-nside is clearly heard;
M-aking you understand
M-eaningful phrase and word.
O-n the third of October,
N-ever drown in the pool of tears;
S-ublime lines softly whisper to either of your ears.
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