Beautiful moon in the sky late at night, stars twinkling oh so bright.
People in the village are in their beds, peaceful dreams are in their heads.
The wolves howl at the moon, the crickets are singing their songs, what could be much better, than what goes on all night long.
When I wake up, I see the sun shining brightly, the morning birds singing, and the neighborhood is all awake so peacefully
I get out of bed easefully and I hear the doorbell ringing, so I go greet them politely!
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