Animal Antics
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Holiday Happenings
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Monster Mania
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feet in woods
thy love more
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see the cottage shows Towers emerging
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dost keep down the lane
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Until I Saw the Sea
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This Is Just To Say
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pink.move and ships
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crowd of stars.
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a very star-like start.in size,
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A dragon-fly cameEleanor Farjeonsings
a bumblebeeThe bottom of above them;
long-stemmed worldLittle things that light of leap,
Nor moth with And then – a flower!And that is
To make it Mabel Watts
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nice to feelstorm quiversTheir motion is
growth they are.but here on
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Achieve at times never equal stars
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The belly of there
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Look like somewhere
where it falls.then she changesHer winter boots
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so.the seaHow nice mud
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a house-top or the flowers.storm-clouds and shake
without any key,The Beech amid pleasant shade,
tall,of trees,
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petalsto catch a All sandwiched in And the earth
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stars to fill my fingers
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I always play,Snow makes whiteness
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silver sandalsa sea breathes
whole sea of could wrinkle water
Until I saw the rosebush knows
I’d rather wade
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Gene Baroangry I can
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I can drive through a doorway
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up straight and called the King
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Who saw the
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loved the pilgrim glad grace,Your eyes had
And nodding by William Butler Yeats
beneath him crawls;sun in lonely Alfred Tennysonnot,He runs and
Races throughFrances FrostWater cold,Fish fins fan,Water fallsWe fan our Flip flap,round world,
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