Bert
Stranded on a desert
Alone without Bert
My bird who chirps
Without his call
I must say I will fall
My one thing
I will cling
My loyal pet
I am in dept
He saved me
from a bee
and now I see
he's all I need
in this vacant place
where we can embrace
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