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Why does the sun like to show me my shadow
Every morning as I start my day
So long and lanky, it’s right there before me
Seemingly happy to show me the way

Then as the hour brings me into lunchtime
It’s just a blob lying there at my feet
While I devour a tuna fish sandwich
Maybe it’s waiting for something to eat

Come later on I will see it behind me
Following me every where that I go
Why does the sun like to bring me my shadow
Someday I’ll ask him then maybe I’ll know