Pio
At "sunrise" there sat Pio
The little mouse with a radio
As words faded upon the zephyr
And summer tied the sun tougher
He watched the waves so far away
The waves that play songs a sway
I asked "why are you here for?"
He said "I am waiting for more"
"more songs to come by the shore"
I said "and the radio what for?"
He wiggled his little toe
Then said "Non lo so!"
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