bounce bounce
cling tight
the wind has more
for tonight
crawl crawl
patch up the holes
can't let a single
one flee and go
spin spin
twirl about
can't let the children
go without
buzz buzz
whimper and twitch
got another one
wrapped in a stitch
scamper and stalk
the sun does shine
look at the trophies
mine mine mine
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