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SWING
by Robert Louis Stevenson
Up in the air and over the wall
Till I can see so wide,
Rivers and trees and cattle and
all
Over the country side.
Till I look down on the garden green
Down on the roof so brown,
Up in the air I go flying again
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Up in the air - and down !
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