When I was lying by myself

On a boat

I saw in the lake

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A little spider

Walking on water

Towards the shore

For it, miles

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And then I saw

A school of fish

Swimming through the current

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They ran from the gull

And towards the dock

Where the old man

Throws fish food

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I saw a little salamander

Orange and red

Swimming up

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To take a breathe of air

From the surface

Before going down

To the ground.