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<h2> THE DINKEY BIRD </h2>
<p>In an ocean, 'way out yonder<br/>
(As all sapient people know),<br/>
Is the land of Wonder-Wander,<br/>
Whither children love to go;<br/>
It's their playing, romping, swinging,<br/>
That give great joy to me<br/>
While the Dinkey-Bird goes singing<br/>
In the amfalula tree!<br/>
There the gum-drops grow like cherries,<br/>
And taffy's thick as peas—<br/>
Caramels you pick like berries<br/>
When, and where, and how you please;<br/>
Big red sugar-plums are clinging<br/>
To the cliffs beside that sea<br/>
Where the Dinkey-Bird is singing<br/>
In the amfalula tree.<br/>
So when children shout and scamper<br/>
And make merry all the day,<br/>
When there's naught to put a damper<br/>
To the ardor of their play;<br/>
When I hear their laughter ringing,<br/>
Then I'm sure as sure can be<br/>
That the Dinkey-Bird is singing<br/>
In the amfalula tree.<br/>
For the Dinkey-Bird's bravuras<br/>
And staccatos are so sweet—<br/>
His roulades, appoggiaturas,<br/>
And robustos so complete,<br/>
That the youth of every nation—<br/>
Be they near or far away—<br/>
Have especial delectation<br/>
In that gladsome roundelay.<br/>
Their eyes grow bright and brighter,<br/>
Their lungs begin to crow,<br/>
Their hearts get light and lighter,<br/>
And their cheeks are all aglow;<br/>
For an echo cometh bringing<br/>
The news to all and me,<br/>
That the Dinkey-Bird is singing<br/>
In the amfalula tree.<br/>
I'm sure you like to go there<br/>
To see your feathered friend—<br/>
And so many goodies grow there<br/>
You would like to comprehend!<br/>
Speed, little dreams, your winging<br/>
To that land across the sea<br/>
Where the Dinkey-Bird is singing<br/>
In the amfalula tree!<br/></p>
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