When days are bright
And thoughts are sunny
Comes a sore eye sight
It's that ole eather bunny.
Hidden behind a rock
Or nestled behind a tree
The secrets you unlock
With laughs and shouts of glee.
All of life's fantastic pleasures
Come like a light from above
Finding the simplest of treasures
With luck and a little love. . . . .
Nobody Special
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