What's that noise *chrip chrip* robbin in a tree summer time is here i have no fears dogs barking childern sining happily dancing the night away night falls gentley sitting be the camp fire warm coverd with a star light sky morning comes quicky roller balding with the dog a surquire skraped kneews rug burn and road rass summer's all around
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