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Lonely ChildrenToC

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The trees are dusty in the Park,

The grass is hard and brown;

I'm glad I've got a Noah's ark,

But I'm sorry I'm in town.

A lot of little girls and boys

Are not so rich as me;

But O! I'd give them all my toys

For shells beside the sea....

 

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The flowers are happy in the garden,

For the bees are always there;

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