Changing chameleon in the think woods Donning the duty of villagers and explorers I was the child farmer tilling the soil
Extract from Ode to my childhood
Changing chameleon in the think woods,
Donning the duty of villagers and explorers.
I was the child farmer tilling the soil,
And the child of curiosity doing the toil,
The child fisherman toiling giver rivers,
The child crab hunter digging the holes,
The child snail gatherer, the wood wanderer
My childhood, oh my gallant childhood
A pinnacle perhaps more powerful than adulthood,
Changing chameleon in the urban wood,
Donning the duty of the villagers and explorers.
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