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Let's sing a song, what shall we sing,
The birds and the bees and the flowers in spring,
Let's sing a song, what shall we sing,
The moon and the stars and everything.
Let’s all sing it together,
The weak hand in hand with the strong,
Let’s all sing it together,
The choice of a sword or a song.
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush,
The idea is a thousand years old.
So a heart that is warm, the riddle might add,
Is worth more than one that is cold.
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Extending the moral and widening the theme
A smile is worth many wise frowns,
As judges, politicians, parsons and kings
Achieve less in their labours than clowns
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Cheery words, laughter, kind thoughts and deeds,
Are worth more than the opposite kind,
But they need reinforcing with something more fluid
Than the spirit that flows from the mind.
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Deeds are worth more than words galore,
Action is decision and thought,
But the bird in the riddle is the word in the middle
And one that can never be bought.
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