The Friends
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O Satyr come
And suck my thumb
'cos you're a little fawn
And you need me.
On hoofy feet
Through the windy wheat
'cos you're a little fawn
And I'll feed thee.
Down the delly way
With your belly grey
I've some fruit and nuts
And a reed O.
And I'll skip with you
In the midnight blue
And carve fluting pipes
For you to play on.
In the deeply dark
When the wolves loom large
I've a snuggly nook
'neath the meadow.
Where you'll sleep and be
Curled and friends with me
Through the evil night
Till starling morning.
And suck my thumb
'cos you're a little fawn
And you need me.
On hoofy feet
Through the windy wheat
'cos you're a little fawn
And I'll feed thee.
Down the delly way
With your belly grey
I've some fruit and nuts
And a reed O.
And I'll skip with you
In the midnight blue
And carve fluting pipes
For you to play on.
In the deeply dark
When the wolves loom large
I've a snuggly nook
'neath the meadow.
Where you'll sleep and be
Curled and friends with me
Through the evil night
Till starling morning.
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