Where the bee sucks there suck I:
In a cow-slip's bell I lie;
There I couch when owls do cry
On a bat's back I do fly
After summer merrily
Merrily, merrily shall I live now
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough
In a cow-slip's bell I lie;
There I couch when owls do cry
On a bat's back I do fly
After summer merrily
Merrily, merrily shall I live now
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough
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