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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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