As a sparrow of dusk and woodland oak A more bucolic place I couldn't nest While crickets chirp a midnight prayer We know there will be no rest As lovers dance on God's carousel In a copse of woods with a calliope As clouds of crinoline shade the moon Giggling, as children at play Fireflies on strings, like paper lanterns Light the sky like ivory gliders As shadows dance and sashay Until
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