Good Morning, Good morning, Mr. Sun
I was asleep but now I'm done
You left the shore at six half past
So glad to see your shining mast
Wonder while I closed my eyes
What has come and passed me by?
Did my baby bird take flight?
That bug become a winged delight?
Ah! Look! A spider web
Must keep it safe from water’s ebb
It makes me laugh this windowsill
That lazy lizard lying still
Ready? Spying glass in hand
To look through every bit of sand
I have to gather splendid news
For a friendly poet’s muse.
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