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SISTER JUNE
Outside the temple,
Wearing a wimple,
Her attire simple,
A fly touched her dimple,
Sister June was afraid

She could feel the wind blowing,
The water in the stream flowing,
Moonlight and starlight glowing,
Her steps to the altar slowing,
Sister June was afraid

She was a nun,
Shone like sun,
Loved fun,
To play and run,
Sister June was wonderful
© Julius