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Hummingbirdhummingbirdhumming a tune,happy in June(when flowersand roses bloom)sipping nectarits favourite food,loved also by bees.
Once upon a plomThere lived a poor little momAlong with her children three.There was a great big GomA Flom and a ChomWho all sang, "Me, me, me."
In the line you hear a chatter.Up and down a clatter, clatter.Noisy schoolgirls scream and shout,pushing in and pushing out.
A stranger called this morningDressed all in black and greyPut every sound into a bagAnd carried them away