I am getting the sunlight
From the sun
Which is very bight
However who wants to get shun
It is suitable in the winter
Like at Christmas is wine
After wine this had done never
That the winner hadn't gin
It is a blessing by the God
No one wants to get shun
Sitting under the sun
People praises there God
Children Busy in toys
Tell that sun is for everyone
Babies, gentleman and boys
Sunlight is a blessing by sun
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