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Then the green grass sprouted,And the litle red flowers blossomed,The pine tree pointed his finger to the sky,And the oak spread out his arms,The lakes cuddled down in the hollows of the ground,And the rivers ran down to the sea;And God smiled again,And the rainbow appeared,And curled itself around His shoulder.
Then God raised His arm and He waved His handOver the sea and over the land,And He said, "Bring forth! Bring forth!"And quicker than God could drop His hand,Fishes and fowls,And beasts and birdsSwam the rivers and the seas,Roamed the forests and the woods,And split the air with their wings.And God said, "That's good!"
Then God walked around,And God looked aroundOn all that He had made.He looked at His sun,And He looked at His moon,And He looked at His little stars;He looked on His worldWith all its living things,And God said, "I'm lonely still."
Then God sat downOn the side of a hill where He could think;By a deep wide river He sat down;With His head in His hands,God thought and thought,Till He thought, "I'll make me a man!"

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