In the World
In the world there are many trees,
With golden branches and golden leaves,
And swarming swiftly inbetween,
Are hundreds of little honey bees.
In the world there is lovely land,
From lush, green grass to yellow sand,
And from this all a house will stand,
So still and tall yet very grand.
In the world there is a great, blue sky,
Where feathered wings will gently fly,
And as the day goes quickly by,
The moon and stars come out to shine.
In the world there are rain drops that fall,
With strikes of lightening that yell and call,
And bright beams of light that cover them all,
And thick stripes of colour that eventually form.
In the world there is high and low,
Where running streams and rivers will flow,
And in the winters they will go,
As in the world will be thick, deep snow.
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