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Penny woke up one fine morning

and had a cup of tea

She was staring at the stripes

Upon a bumble bee

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The way black melted into yellow

Wings a buzzing like a cello

Made her want to dance the morn away

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Zephyr stepped out one sweet evening

And looked up at the stars

He found himself pondering

The lonely spot on Mars

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A dark circle on a crimson sphere

Just seemed to be a wee bit queer

He wished he never he never had to sleep again

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Barefoot days moon-kissed nights

Fruit is on the vine

Autumn mist I feel so ripe

I crush grapes into wine

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Most things only seem only quite normal

When you’re half asleep

The smallest thing may well reveal

Some great mystery deep

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But just when you are not so ready

You meet a rotund gal named Betty

Who takes your cow for handful of old beans