The Hawk and the Rabbit
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_Words: Dahrien Cordell
Music: Red Rose (modified)
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Lo, the Falcon,
Great-Hawk high up o'er these woods.
What will he take for prey today?
Could it be me?
I run through the trees and twist through the briars,
Heeding not the sharpest thorn;
I fear more the rending talons,
And Hunter's shrill cry!
Falcon's shadow,
Blocking out the sun's bright light.
Flight is the only course I know now,
The Hawk's and my own.
A stream passes by; I bound o'er felled trees,
Obstacles acrqss my path.
All too soon I'm stopped at the cliff-face;
Here my plight ends!
Lo, the Falcon,
Great-Hawk high up o'er these woods.
What will he take for prey today?
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