Two little finches in a snuggle
Tell me life is worth the struggle;
Ne'er is it in vain we labour,
Ample returns await our valour.
Two
"Things" can never be the same
If you and I join in the game,
And, through the field of muck or mire,
Get our spirits up, afire.
And when the battle's done and won,
Oh! With the rising of the sun,
We'll soar yet again like the mighty eagle
And dare again to hug ... and snuggle.
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