There once was a field of grass
That danced to the singing of the wind
When the wind hit high notes the grass knew to dance to the right
Wiggling their bodies in delight
When the wind sang low and smooth
The grass shook their hips and barley moved
When the music would stop
The grass knew that the wind had to leave
The grass stud tall and thin
And said fair well my friend for tomorrow we shall dance again
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