🎵The River Corve  theatre


🎶 Verse 1
It’s all happening down by the stream
The River Corve theatre—like a waking dream
Two and a half hours of unscripted delight
As the cast of the wild takes off in flight


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🎶 Verse 2
The ravens and magpies in aerial chase
Dart through the trees like a high-speed race
Stick-hoiking madness, nest-building flair
Like overexcited Bobby dogs leaping in air


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🎶 Chorus
Oh it’s the birthing of a brand new day
Where feathers dance and squirrels play
Where robins peck around my feet
And wrens like ping-pong ***** compete
This is my morning matinee
At the stream—where wild things say:
“Welcome, dreamer—come and stay.”


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🎶 Verse 3
Squirrels swing like circus stars
On branches high like monkey bars
Wood pigeons feast like glutton kings
And soon… the poomageddon begins


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🎶 Verse 4
A seagull sings a coastal breeze
While **** just hang out in the trees
A kestrel shot through yesterday—
Like a jet bound for Wales, no delay


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🎶 Bridge (Spoken softly over melody)
Just waiting for the sun to rise
To light my chandeliers in the skies
A show that sparkles every spring—
Few photos left… just everything


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🎶 Final Chorus (gentler, more melodic)
It’s the birthing of a brand new day
Where laughter blooms and branches sway
Where ivy feeds the feathered band
And magic threads run through the land
I sit and smile—just let them play
In my beloved River Corve ballet


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🎶 Outro (Spoken)
A little brown ping-pong ball bounces by...
and the robins remind me—
This… is a good space to be.

By Morning Star