Songs of Womanhood
 

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Red cheeks, red cheeks,

Will you play with me?

No boy, pale boy,

I want to climb that tree.

Red cheeks, red cheeks,

You will tumble down—

No boy, pale boy,

I'll eat the apples brown.

Red cheeks, red cheeks,

Barns are best for rain—

No boy, pale boy,

I'll soon be down again.

 

 

 

 


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