Title: False Day

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Poem

Instructions


And the bells are chiming in the steeples.
And the sun is shining on the fields;
And birds are singing somewhere near
But then he was gone, and i felt fear.

 

The bells--oh, the bellson and the bride.


The bells of paradise now ring.


And the bells are chiming in the steeples.


The bells, by sauntering over them.


And the bells of paradise now ring.


None of the above



And the robins are singing.


The birds are singing on the trees.


I can see the snow on your car roof.


The sun is shining on a solitary meadow.


And the sun is shining on the fields;


None of the above



birds are chirping


birds are singing


birds are chirping


birds are singing


sky


None of the above



But, when he was gone, i felt a fear.


But when the enemy was gone, at the rear.


Then we're gone, and it isn't we.


When you're gone, i'll tell him, "we've nothing, we'd better pretend we were.


And, when he was gone, his horse dragged along in the rear.


None of the above