There flew a big kite

There flew a kite so big and so high

it soared above the clouds in the sky

and carried by the winds high and low

a little dog hung on to the string below

passing airplanes and birds; all that could fly

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it was such a strange peculiar sight

to see such a kite with a dog in flight

flying so high and flying right by

catching the attention of everyone’s eye

hanging on to the string with all of its might

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Joyce E. Johnson (2014)

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