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The moon is in the sky,
It is far and high,
Let¡¯s go to the moon,
Let¡¯s ride a rocket and fly.
Twinkle1, twinkle, little star,
how I wonder what you are,
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond2 in the sky.
Spring is gay3 with flower and song;
Summer is hot and leave cold alone,
Autumn is rich with fruit and grain,
Winter snows and brings new year too.
There was a lady from Rica,
who rode with a smile on a tiger,
they returned from a ride,
with a lady inside,
and the smile on the face of the tiger.


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