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Kingfisher blue flashes in flight |
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Only seen through the shafts of light |
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The fruits of your wood won't tempt her lips |
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And kingfisher blue she's in love with you |
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She carries the wood her face hidden by canopy and crown |
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Of earth and light to brighten her darkest of frown |
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She walks of the night and we will obey |
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Before she steals us away and thankfully makes us hide |
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Kingfisher blue flashes in flight |
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Only seen through the brightest of light |
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The running deer won't chase her away |
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As you sit and wait for springs first summer day |
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The fruits of your wood won't temp her lips |
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As kingfisher blue she's in love with you |
