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baby poem

now for a brisk and cheerful fight
the poets tell
gone are the three, those sisters rare
i gazed upon the glorious sky
there's one that i once loved so much
it was a tall young oysterman
stuff of the moon
melancholy, blue it was
he's gone
in his guarded tent

 



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