And said with a lark,
"You cannot leave now,
For outside is still dark."
But the guests, they all turned,
And left me behind,
So I sat on a wing,
But alas, could not fly.
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| I flew on a wing, And said with a lark, "You cannot leave now, For outside is still dark." But the guests, they all turned, And left me behind, So I sat on a wing, But alas, could not fly. |
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