I was so overjoyed the other day
As I drove up along Sedan hill
I watched with a smile upon my face
For there; right in front of me I saw
That beautiful hawk I thought had died
Along with all the other poor creatures
Devastated by those awful bush fires
Oh Lord I almost cried with joy
To see my little hawk there: flying
Back at home just as it was before!
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