At night I'm thankful for the moon
But when day comes I'll love the sun
Next day in the morning
I can see fresh light is dawning
All day the sun, the same old sun
My same old words, new faces I teach
Each lesson, day, another one
New face, old words, same rules I teach
I like the candle which I rolled
I still need to put on a light
I love the light, so bright and white
Electric light extends day's fun.
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