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As Long as There is Wind


If I were stuck on an island,

Who could I bring to save me?

I couldn't even save myself from a flea. 

This person would be my dad who is grand.

He isn't tall, but he is strong.

He's lived in the worst of houses,

but he's learned a lot as time passes.

If a lion were to come close,

my dad wouldn't dare let it by.

It would be so afraid of him, it would fly.

He will protect me as long as the wind blows. 

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