Is not it a fun
To wander around the countryside
When darkness falls and the sun is gone
Is not it interesting
To watch the flowers drooping
And birds are back to the trees for nesting
Is not it enjoyable
To sit by a stream and throw stones
Into the water and watch the dancing ripples
Is not it sad
To be back at home when darkness
Falls and sleep and dream lying in the bed
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