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Apr 2019
The Secret Sits
We dance round in a ring and suppose,
But the Secret sits in the middle and knows.

Var. I
Ring around the rosie,
A pocket full of knowsie.

Var. 2
Are we, and be
The nucleus
Unknown to us.

Var. 3
Musical chairs
We play and play.
The music airs,
We circle away.

Like hula hoops
We spin like tops.
The music loops
And never stops.
Knit Personality
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Knit Personality
     kieran dacey boylan and Fawn
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