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Ella Zito 2016


There once lived a thing

That loved to sing

He sung all day

Until the sun went away

And the moon came out to shine

So he began to whine

He didn’t like the dark

It made him bark

He was unable to see

He did not feel free

Until the sun came out

And made him shout

A beautiful tune

That made him immune

To the dark sadness

It filled him with gladness

He was a wonderful thing

That loved to sing



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