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Sun shines high,plane flies by.

Brown alpaca, handsome dude,
have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full.

Oink, oink, squeal the pigs;
Quack, goes the duck;
Honk, dont miss me, say the geeses;
meh, goes the horse.

Sun shines high,plane flies by.

Pigs scramble after food,
Chickens beg for meals,
Horses stand in silence,
Rabbits huddle still,
Squirrels nip all around,
Birds perch in line on a branch.

Sun shines high, plane flies by.

Ice in hand, food in tummy.
All too soon,the time came to say bye.
See you soon,dear animals!

Submitted for Thursday Poets Rally Week 54