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The cyclical movements lay bare
Your friendly blades that only cut air.
Gentle movements on the stage
Of the ceiling whose dull haze
Cannot stop you once you start
In your rotating, rotating, rotating art.
Young eyes gaze up at you
As you go, tried and true.
They enjoy the woosh, woosh, you make
As you go and go, they watch you shake.
Oh ceiling fan, you keep us cool
In the summer like an indoor pool.
When it’s too hot to go outside,
Your hardwork fills us with pride.
We salute you, ceiling fan
For being a part of our daily plan.
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Rebecca
Taking a deep dive into the human experience through fiction and commentary. Always in search of a feel-good inspirational sports movie.
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