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A Sunday Song


Once in a way,

On a  lovely day,

Go out  for a play,

Make life gay,

Enjoy as you may,

Over a delicacy in  a tray,

Sit over a bay,

Reviewing the bright ray,

Beneath the mound of clay,

There lies a   terrain gray,

That exposes astray,

Do not pay,

Any attention  say,

As it is a Sunday.