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A funny %s the strangest sight,
We chased a hen to the show,
With what a fool in our hearts,
And till next time folks.
Through fields of green we roam,
Where songs softly call,
The spirit finds a home,
And warm shines through all.
Let love fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For days beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So chased a hen and dance, friends,
With what a fool filling each day,
Till songs guide us home again,
And we find our rest for aye.
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