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THE THRUSH’S WAKE-UP SONG

Wake up! Wake up! You sleepy heads,

For see! the daylight’s coming,

When everything should start to sing,

And bees begin their humming.

Wake up! Wake up! The sun is glad,

And warm, and bright, and cheery.

Without our songs, the world is sad;

Without the sun, it’s dreary.

So sing a song that’s sweet and strong,

And set the wood a-ringing;

For all too soon it’s afternoon--

And night-time needs no singing!