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Play, Little Children


I passed the park today and saw the children playing Heard the squeaking of the metal merry-go-round turning ——————————- Play little children play The world is here for just one day there isn’t any time to waste so play little children play _________________ I saw you dancing in your skirt your little feet kicking up dirt your hair a mess but beautiful your eyes as bright as summer _________________ Dance little wild child dance reel and spin and jump and prance for this may be your one last chance so dance little wild child dance _________________ The field and woods are echoing I’m only there for a short time to remember when I too ran through fields as little children do _________________ Run little children run Into the rays of the setting sun. Life will not always be this fun, so run little children run.
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