This Is Not a Wallflower
Sh! Children, come here very quietly to look
at the baby deer that's laying in a bed
Hiding in among the purple flowers
In it's bower.
It has a sweet aromatic bouquet that is circling
The little ones head.
It has been well fed
So if nothing disturbs this little one It will be
Here for hours.
Sh! Children, come here very quietly to look
At the baby deer that's laying in a bed
Hiding in among the purple flowers
Laying on a beautiful spread.
It's amazing her mother choose our
Land knowing we don't use the mower
Back here in the last forty nor do people
Hardly ever tread.
Sh! Children, come here very quietly to look
At the baby deer that's laying in a bed
Hiding in among the purple flowers.
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