Let's turn that frown upside down
He looks around, everyone knowing he's down
He makes a frown, knowing he's a clown
He falls to the ground and digs a big ol' mound
He climbs inside, to escape his past
But then another joins his fast
It's a little girl, just a wee lass
They both lay there till one has
something to say
The girl speaks softly, but in a good way
Why are you down in the hay?
The boy began to say...
Stop she said, lets play
So they played all day
In the rain and in the sun rays
Until the boy turned to the girl
With a big smile sprawled across his face
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