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0 Satyr come
And suck my thumb
'cos you're a little fawn
And you need me.
On hoofy feet
Through the windy wheat
'cos you're a little fawn
And I'll feed thee.
Down the delly way
With your belly grey
I've some fruit and nuts
And a reed 0.
And I'll skip with you
In the midnight blue
And carve fluting pipes
For you to play on.
