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<h3> Hidden Treasure<br/> </h3>
<p class="poem">
Sun-browned boy with the wondering eyes,<br/>
Do you see the blue of the summer skies?<br/>
Do you hear the song of the drowsy stream,<br/>
As it winds by the shore where the birches gleam?<br/>
Then come, come away<br/>
From the shadowy bay,<br/>
And we'll drift with the stream where the rapids play;<br/>
For we are two pirates, fierce and bold,<br/>
And we'll capture the hoard of the morning's gold.<br/></p>
<p class="poem">
A roving craft is our red canoe,<br/>
O pirate chief with the eyes of blue;<br/>
So hoist your flag with the skull on high,<br/>
And out we'll sail where the treasures lie.<br/>
For in days of old<br/>
Came pirates bold,<br/>
a Spanish galleon's captured gold;<br/>
And their boat was wrecked on the river strand<br/>
And its treasures strewn on the silver sand.<br/></p>
<p class="poem">
Now steady all as we dash along,<br/>
The rapids are swift but our paddles are strong;<br/>
And soon we'll drift with the water's flow<br/>
Where the treasure lies hid in the shallows below,<br/>
Oh, cool and dim,<br/>
'Neath its foam-flecked brim,<br/>
Is the pool where the swallows dip and skim;<br/>
So we'll plunge by the prow of our red canoe<br/>
For the treasure that lies in the quivering blue.<br/></p>
<p class="poem">
Now home once more to the shadowy bay,<br/>
For we've captured the gold of the summer's day,<br/>
And emeralds green from the banks along,<br/>
And the silver bars of the white-throat's song.<br/>
No pirates bore<br/>
Such a glittering store<br/>
From the treasure ships of the days of yore,<br/>
As the spoils we have won on the shining stream,<br/>
While we drifted along in a golden dream.<br/></p>
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