Gobs and gobs of sunlight,
Flooded my garden pretty.
Pails and pails of water,
Grew this garden right.
This sunlight came not just from above.
It emanated from all directions.
It's all round function,
Was to help this world.
It helped this world grow,
It's forests and it's plants.
This sunlight could withstand,
All climate disturbances at hand.
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let the world grow with new sun light, thanks.