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A TOP THE RED BARN,
FADED OLD,
RED..
BUT BARELY STILL.
THE WEATHER VANE,
ITS SHAPE A BIRD..
OF THE BARNYARD TYPE.
WHEN THE WIND DOES BLOW,
IT SQUEAKS AND MOVES..
AS IF IT WERE ALIVE.
A STORMY DAY,
CAME ITS WAY,
THE LIGHTNING STRIKE ITS LAST.
THE FIRE SPREAD SO QUICKLY,
SET THE RED BARN IN ABLAZE,
AND WHEN THE FIRE FINALLY OUT...
FOUND AMONGST THE RUINS,
THE WEATHER VANES REMAINS.
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THE WEATHER VANE
THE WEATHER VANE
