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Here are some poems, but please send us some of yours.

Bishop, Bishop Barnabee,
Tell me when my wedding shall be;
If it be tomorrow day,
Open your wings and fly away.
Fly to the east, fly to the west,
Fly to them that I love best.

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Written by John Gay who lived from 1685-1732

This Lady-fly I take from off the grass
Whose spotted back might scarlet red surpass.
Fly, lady-bird north, south, or east, or west,
Fly where the man is found that I love best.

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Click, Clock, Clay. What time 'o day.
One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock.
Click, Clock, Clay.

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