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The Dinkey-Bird
by Eugene Field (1850-1895)

In an ocean, 'way out yonder
   (As all sapient people know),
Is the land of Wonder-Wander,
   Whither children love to go;
It 's their playing, romping, swinging,
   That give great joy to me
While the Dinkey-Bird goes singing
   In the amfalula tree!

There the gum-drops grow like cherries,
   And taffy 's thick as peas---
Caramels you pick like berries
   When, and where, and how you please;
Big red sugar-plums are clinging
   To the cliffs beside that sea
Where the Dinkey-Bird is singing
   In the amfalula tree.

So when children shout and scamper
   And make merry all the day,
When there 's naught to put a damper
   To the ardor of their play;
When I hear their laughter ringing,
   Then I 'm sure as sure can be
That the Dinkey-Bird is singing
   In the amfalula tree!

For the Dinkey-Bird's bravuras
   And staccatos are so sweet---
His roulades, appoggiaturas,
   And robustos so complete,
That the youth of every nation---
   Be they near or far away---
Have especial delectation
   In that gladsome roundelay.

Their eyes grow bright and brighter,
   Their lungs begin to crow,
Their hearts get light and lighter,
   And their cheeks are all aglow;
For an echo cometh bringing
   The news to all and me,
That the Dinkey-Bird is singing
   In the amfalula tree.

I 'm sure you like to go there
   To see your feathered friend---
And so many goodies grow there
   You would like to comprehend!
Speed, little dreams, your winging
   To that land across the sea
Where the Dinkey-Bird is singing
   In the amfalula tree!

 

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