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SIX SERVING MEN
I have six honest serving men

They taught me all I knew.

Their names are what and why and when

And how and where and who.

I send them over land and sea

I send them East and West.

But after they have worked for me

I give them all a rest.

I let them rest from nine to five

For I am busy then.

As well as breakfast, lunch and tea

For they are hungry men.

But different folk have different views

I know a person small

She keeps ten million serving men

Who get no rest at all.

She sends them on her own affairs

From the second she opens her eyes

One million hows two million wheres

And seven million whys.



WHY GOD MADE FRIENDS?

God in his wisdom made a friend

Someone on whom we can depend

A loyal friend who’d understand

And always lend a helping hand…

He felt we’d need somebody, who

Could comfort us when we feel blue

Whose special warmth and happy smile

Would make us feel that life’s worth while…

Someone with whom to take a walk,

To share a book or have a talk

Who’d chat for hours on the phone

Or sense our need to be alone…

In short, God made a friend to be

Someone we’re always glad to see

There’s little else that God can send

That means as much as one good friend!!!

MY HEART’S IN THE HIGHLANDS

My heart’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here,

My heart’s in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer,

A-chasing the wild deer, and following the roe –

My heart’s in the Highlands whenever I go!
Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North,

The birth-place of valour, the country of worth!

Whenever I wander, wherever I rove,

The hills in the Highlands for ever I love.


Farewell to the mountains high cover’d with snow,

Farewell to the straths and green valleys below;

Farewell to the forests and wild-hanging woods,

Farewell to the torrents and loud-pouring floods!


My heart’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here,

My heart’s in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer,

A-chasing the wild deer, and following the roe –

My heart’s in the Highlands wherever I go!


By Robert Burns



AUTUMN FIRES
In the other gardens

And all up the vale,

From the autumn bonfires,

See the smoke trail!

Pleasant summer over

And all the summer flowers,

The red fires blaze,

The grey smoke towers.

Sing a song of seasons!

Something bright in all!

Flowers in the summer,

Fires in the fall!

By R.L. Stevenson
I WANDERED LONELY AS A CLOUD


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