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A Child's Own Book of Verse II by  Ada M. Skinner


 

 

TWINKLING BUGS

When the sun sinks under the world's red rim,

And the river fades till its shores are dim,

And the trees are dark where the shadows lie,

Then they go by,

By,

By—

The twinkling bugs go by.


They trim their lamps through the daylight hours,

For each bug rubs and rubs and scours,

To have his bright as the stars in the sky,

When they go by,

By,

By—

The twinkling bugs go by.


They hide so well through the whole long day,

You never can find one, search as you may;

You never need look till fades the sky,

Then they go by,

By,

By—

Then twinkling bugs go by.


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