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Low Visibility | ||
When the visibility Drops so low that you can't see You must wait for planes to fly In a clearer, safer sky. It's no use to fret or fume! That won't cut the morning gloom. Trust the sun to show her face And the heavy fog erase. Time will bring the sky of blue When the dewy mist is through. Meanwhile you must sit and wait, Even though you may be late. | ||
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