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Swooping Swifts

Swifts swooping over Dial Hill

Out at break of day

Skimming oe'r the treetops

Seeking here their prey

Criss-crossing 'gainst the grey clouds

Diving high and low

Aerobatic artists

Putting on a show

Joyful in the open air

A summer sight to bring

Above the seaside hilltop

Perfection on the wing

All too soon they'll leave us

Again to oceans cross

Africa their target

While we will feel their loss.

 

 

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