Chirping Cricket

*In my Garden at the night a lover wakes up to the sight Of Twinkling Stars and Dazzling Moon he sings a song and plays a tune laden with dew amidst the green grass he calls out to his beloved she's a beautiful lass he sings the mating song in a sweet gentle croon comes hopping down to him his lover so swoon A serenade of love rings through the night the music plays till the morning light*

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