Angel, angel dressed in white
Glowing brightly in the night.
Heveanly she flys about,
Gliding along her angel route.
Flittering up, back to heaven,
Calling to her freinds, all seven.
Then back to earth all eight glide,
All together side by side.
So if your lucky one beautiful day,
You might see them when they play.
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