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Natural Fireworks

The fireflies in the valley
Are having their display
Among the river willows
Like little bits of day!
Come, light your silver sparkler
And wave it in the air.
Go dance among the willows
And sprinkle sparkles there.
Then, oh, the world will wonder
To see the willows shine,
And even the fireflies will not know
Their tiny sparks from mine.

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Conspiracy

The sun has a face that is laughing and red
When nurse pulls me out in the morning from bed;
But he's not half so sly as the silly old moon,
Who winks when I'm sent to my bedroom too soon.

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Cuckoo Clock

The cuckoo in the clock by day
Is usually very gay;
And that's because, with people near,
There's not a thing for him to fear;
But when the sitting room is dim
And no one's there to welcome him—
How tremblingly he must come out
To flap his wings and look about.
Why! Only just the other night
The cuckoo stopped the clock from fright!

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