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See the funny little man, huffing and puffing and digging the sand.
In his search for something to build, perhaps a church on the side of a hill.
Little does he know that he's working in vain.
When rain comes the hill will come sliding down and will not hold.
See the funny little man, running and hiding and flailing his hands.
Asking himself what could have gone wrong, for he has worked hard the whole day long.
See the funny little man, small in his size when compared to the land.
When will he grow up, can time wait until
The funny little man can see beyond the hill.
