Who will love a little Sparrow?
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Who's traveled far and cries for rest?
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"Not I," said the Oak Tree,
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"I won't share my branches with
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no sparrow's nest,
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And my blanket of leaves won't warm
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her cold breast."
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Who will love a little Sparrow
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And who will speak a kindly word?
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"Not I," said the Swan,
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"The entire idea is utterly absurd,
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I'd be laughed at and scorned if the
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other Swans heard."
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Who will take pity in his heart,
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And who will feed a starving sparrow?
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"Not I," said the Golden Wheat,
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"I would if I could but I cannot I know,
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I need all my grain to prosper and grow."
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Who will love a little Sparrow?
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Will no one write her eulogy?
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"I will," said the Earth,
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"For all I've created returns unto me,
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From dust were ye made and dust ye shall be."
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Sparrow
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| Simon & Garfunkel |
