The Dancing Forest

Once upon a midsummer morning,

There came a roaring and a shouting,

It was so loud and thick,

That the trees and forest all went agog and frightened.

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Then suddenly, there came a voice

A still small voice,

It was the finest and most sweetest,

That the melody and rhythm filled the entire forest.

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These became scary and frightening,

For never have the forest and trees,

Have seen or heard,

A most melodious and sweet voice.

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Left to right, right to left

They move forward and backward,

To the melodious rhythm of the voice

For it was the most sweetest and most finest the forest had seen.

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For high above the morning sky,

Flew the colourful sky lark

Singing and murmuring,

To the beat and garnishing of the wind.

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