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Escape from the sun
-tree lending it’s shade
Till darkness has fallen
-and memories fade
No
value for treasure
-let tyrants behold
Lost with the sunlight
-the glitters of gold
The noble appears
-to beg and to borrow
His lustful greed
-will bring only sorrow
Head the time
-noted end of day
Darkness will fall
-we should know our way
Colonel Sanders |