Yellow balloon, how high do you fly?
I look at you by and by.
You waft in the wide, wide sky.
I look at your height.
Yellow balloon, you're so huge.
I wonder where you were made.
I wonder when you came about.
High, hot balloon,
I think I know.
I think that your glow,
Is the huge, big sun.
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