The Wadden
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The Wadden
all of a sudden
through the Wadden
you appeared so tricky
ill making wacky?
be not sad
am not shaky
nor angsty
but am just fertile ground
you breezed your sound
upon my ground
be thankful for that
beware, I ain't mad
for whom the bell tolls
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