I go to the swamp every night,
The stars shine really bright.
I take the same trail every time,
Frogs just go hopping by.
I watch the fish jump up high,
I think they try to touch the sky.
The bats play tag, again and again,
I always get there when they begin.
I love to see the fireflies all around,
And the tall grass on the ground.
This is one place that cost more than a dime,
I come here for my quiet time.
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