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· ¹ · ¹ · ¹ · ¹ · ¹ · ¹ · ¹ · I’d dreamt I was a Little Bird Who’d taught myself to fly On first attempt, had hit the ground; Tho’ bothered not to cry
Instead just sort of shook it off, Till finally got it right Then thought how naught could hold me back, And flew into the night.
When saw not even gravity Could hold the weight of me Did set my sights upon the Moon, As wishing where could be.
It took a while to reach the Moon; It's pretty far from here Yet from Moon's far, when saw my Earth, Cried beauty to endear
My Lover’s dream’, when Moon had asked As why should cry for home 'His slumbered refuge from the dark, Secures my thoughts to roam'
'You'd better go before you wake' Then after this reply Said, ‘Little Bird, just keep in mind. You taught yourself to fly'
That's why when woke had smiled at you Then whispered in your ear, 'You should fly to the Moon; It’s not that far from here’
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