Over All!

Swing so high, swing so low,
Up again, off I go!
Swing so low, swing so high,
Down again, going by.

Hear the bird, in the tree;
Wonders who, who I be;
Superman!—that’s my name,
Going back, where I came.

Now it’s up, over high,
Over bird, through the sky!
Pale cloud, why so pale?
I can fly, I can sail!

At my feet, little grass,
Wave your wave as I pass;
I am high, I am tall,
Going up, over all!

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