I Can...
I can hear the wind blow,
The sea is whispering, "Lets go".
I can see the clouds dance,
When the old man pulls down his pants.
I can hear the birds sing,
As the door bells rings.
I can smell the skunk's greet,
By-and-by the dogs yeep.
I can hear the wind blow,
Hey, that's good to know.
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