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Fireflies, fireflies,
You where are you going?
Fireflies, fireflies,
What do you want?
If you are in the palm to collect,
Will the light Shine.
Bright, large,
Only mischievous.
She shines brightly,
Everyone around will notice:
Where the flowers and the grass...
Just around the head!
Hundreds of tiny lights
The leaves shimmer.
After a warm bright days
Fireflies play.

Poems about insects: sorting
the names of the authors

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