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| The boats are heading down the stream, Advancing to the sun. They drift as if they like to dream Until the day is done. The heat does not confound their will To go upon their way. Perhaps they find a lasting thrill To cheer them all the day. The bridge will open if they're large And toot as they pass through. But if it is a lowly barge It will not get its due. | ||
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