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Oct 2015
The violin plays
When the clock strikes twelve,
So let's go off and think
Of things on shelves.

The piano plays
When the clock strikes one
So let's go off
And have some fun.

The voices play
When the clock strikes two
I have no idea
What I'm going to do.

The cello plays
When the clock strikes three.
But don't take time
To think of me.

The Sun rises up
When the clock strikes four
I dance and dance
And dance some more.

The Sun is up
By the time it's five.
And the world starts to slowly
Come alive.

The silence falls
When the clock strikes six
So I'm going off
To gather some sticks.

The twigs all break
As I make my nest
And lay my weary
Head to rest.

As the Sun sets,
And the World says goodnight
I wake up
And shine up bright.
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