The Swan
Tip toe flying swan tip toe puzzl'd mine
flapping thou wings like mermaids tale
O' how cheerful to watch thou line
whence up in air an magic sale
blure'd my vision i thought; a moment
of flipping around in circles tip toe'd
with cello an harp i rose an ancient
my vision hence fed all around an bow'd
like feather's can tell what a swan would sell
an hearts thrown to worship thou own
physical appearance stage shown; heart fell
an hurried to pick tip toe'd bone
to please all around th' opera hall
Tip toe flying swan tip toe puzzl'd mine
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