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The Hill
I inhabit a house
It's said to be mine
Not too big not too small
I like it just fine
I have a garden
With mossy grass
Upon a rocky hill
Chimes Sunday mass
Up there on the rocks
Jesus in concrete
Says little child little child
I think that's neat
Tourists park to use
Drones and cameras
My kitchen window is big
I pose for them as
Little child little child
I know no one can see
I still do it
Jesus watches me
Can't say I'm religious
Gonna join the choir
Something about that hill
Propels me higher
Seagulls glide along
Showing off their skill
They too call me
To climb up my hill
It's said to be mine
Not too big not too small
I like it just fine
I have a garden
With mossy grass
Upon a rocky hill
Chimes Sunday mass
Up there on the rocks
Jesus in concrete
Says little child little child
I think that's neat
Tourists park to use
Drones and cameras
My kitchen window is big
I pose for them as
Little child little child
I know no one can see
I still do it
Jesus watches me
Can't say I'm religious
Gonna join the choir
Something about that hill
Propels me higher
Seagulls glide along
Showing off their skill
They too call me
To climb up my hill
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