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The Sounds of Music


Music comes from many different things, From the buzzing of a bee, To the flapping of a birds wings. Music is the ocean's splashing waves, The trickling of a brook, And the echoes in a cave. The call of a loon, Under the midnight moon, The sound of the breeze, As it blows through the leaves. The barking of a seal, In the deap, blue sea, And the chirping of a chipmunk, Sitting in a pine tree. The song of the sparrow, Is so very nice, And what a delight it is to hear The scurrying little feet of the field mice. There is so much music all around, All we need to do Is open our ears to hear the beautiful sounds.
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