Watching
All along the river
Stand little men of sand
Watching, watching
This river run so deep
With swells so high
To bathe their very souls
And, oh, so curious
From above
On wings of
Golden feathers wide
Great bird of prey
Assumes his pose
Aware of ever growing tide
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