No Bobolink reverse His Singing
No Bobolink reverse His Singing
When the only Tree
Ever He minded occupying
By the Farmer be
Clove to the Root
His Spacious Future
Best Horizon gone
Whose Music be His
Only Anodyne
Brave Bobolink
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