| printable copy of the lyrics to 'PON A HILL | |
| 'Pon a hill a green bird sat
Her owlets in a green felt hat Her fortune was a wish. Ambassador a heron blue Rode on the dawn with kegs of dew He said his tales were true A ragged youth with eyes of glass Was seen dancing upon the grass His words were winged and wise His shaven skull he etched with ease The silent scriptures of the trees His prophesies were You. |
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