Sly Park Poems

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Sly Park

An angel closed her wings and came to rest.

Upon the ground she made a nest.

She worked long and hard to do her best.

Working day and night with great zest.

Thinking of everything she could - even a little biting pest.

When in Sly Park you are the angels guest.

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