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There is no-one
coming to church today,
Even the
birds have flown away.
Look up
there in the sky,
There is a
big bird passing by.
Don’t be
silly, said his wife,
It’s an
aeroplane taking flight.
Well whatever
it is, he replied,
It’s making
an awful noise.
I would
rather hear the church bells ring,
And the
choir, singing with poise.
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