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4d
i saw a little robin sitting in the snow
showing of red breast that almost seem to glow
then he began to sing in the snow so white
a lovely a melody happy and so bright

he sat there a while i listened to him sing
joy to my heart the robin seem to bring
every note in tune not one out of key
i wont forget that day the robin sang to me

it will stay forever in my memory
a part of me for everΒ Β his song will always be
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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