Behold the little fountain,
Calling forth your soul,
Reflecting every star,
Like the sky in a bowl.
The waters flash like sequins,
Bubble like champagne,
And when they reach the bottom,
The fountain flows again.
Behold the little fountain,
Like the scales of a fish,
Throw your penny in,
And be sure to make a wish.
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