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So to reach the sky, I will fly high To shoot moon, ill need Strength soon To skip the sea, no boats for me The wind I’ll take, my heart will ache For you have gone into the pond But came about that toad and trout Who were taken out for fear of drought We’re all alone inside at home Wait for summer days to fly away But trouts and toads carry great loads No wings to use and cannot choose They sit and stay can’t fly away But they lye in dream oh what a scheme On summers night to try for flight
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