How doth
the little raven fly so high around
How doth it
fly, miles and miles above the ground
How doth
the little monkey swing in the trees above
How doth it
reach those tantalising bananas, that it seems to love
How doth
the little dolphin flip in the salty ocean air
How doth it
swim loops and loops with not a single care
How doth
the little crocodile shed his crocodile tears
How doth it
attack without any death fears
How doth
the little puppy romp here and there
How doth it bark in a voice so high and fair
How doth
the little baby animals live their figurative wings being unfurled
In such different places, like children all round the world
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