With the day breaking into a morn
the sun came up and shone
making the world glow
as the movements got into a flow
with a rush and a push all over
the sound and bound in a hover
a clamber there and a clamour here
the world gets busy and noisy to hear
meantime the sun rises up to the top
sending a significant warmth atop
the world tuning weary and tired
with its inhabitants getting fired
both by their heads and the sun
there being a desire for fun
which sets in with the sun going down
while the evening gets across
and the world gets back the loss
indulging in fun and mirth getting deep
till they go back to slumber and sleep.
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