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Blow Wind, Blow...
It rattled windows it rattled my doors
it went whistling past in a rattling rush,
it rattled tea cups and saucers of course
carrying trees and a mulberry bush,
tin cans, newspapers, a disgruntled cat
dustbins, a slice of bread and beef dripping,
the winning home run from a baseball bat
giving buildings a whipping in passing,
but, pleasing sailors sailing their Dinghy's,
and blowing you home dear, " did you miss me? "
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