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"Singing in the Woods" He began his day by taking a stroll He went over to feed the oxen their rolls He approach the pen of the beast And noticed that they already had their feast He took the scenic road home And realized that there was more space to roam All around he could see the flowers But realized more were beyond his powers There was nothing else he could do He thought that singing was something he knew As the walked on through the dense woods He saw that there were wandering broods He knew that he couldn't catch them But realized that he could use his gem He began to sing in melodic tones They seemed to think he only sung drones When he went to change his pitch The animals gathered to satisfy their itch He gathered them together in a pen And decided to sign again and again Even as he wandered home through the woods He knew his singing would keep his moods good There was no reason he couldn't keep singing He kept his tones on ringing As neared the end of his afternoon He knew that he was over the moon When he continued on singing in the woods It brought him straight back to his childhood -Jural | |