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Sing Along | ||
| When a bird breaks out in song, How I like to join along. As I mimic every trill Birdie gets a special thrill. If he sang to silent wall, That would be no fun at all. Many folks are like the bird, Hoping dearly to be heard. They don't want to sing alone To a listener of stone. I will give them all my ear, So their message will be clear. | ||
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