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A canary, singing in his cage,

    Thinks of the world outside:

He’s heard the blackbird’s joyful call

      Performed with heartfelt pride.


He's heard the sparrows chattering

    Out in the morning sun –

Whilst he, poor creature, sings alone

     Far from their social fun.


In springtime they all made their nests

   And young were reared with care.

Their days were long, their work was hard

    Out in the warm spring air.


No wife has he, no nest to build,

    And to whom can he complain?

A cage means that his freedom's gone.

    His job's to entertain.


The days shorten, the cold winds blow

     And swallows leave our shores

Yet, from a cage in someone's home,

       A small voice gently soars.



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