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Being of an outward mind I do myself pretend That babies are Easter eggs and rabbits silver men And white chocolate elephant and shiny ducky doo All travelled on the sleeper as part of the night crew. And when they got to Dainty- hop took a private plane Flew across a poppy fields but they'd turned quite strange Down they dropped with a flop, lay round under a tree Suddenly came a swamp of bees and stung them quietly. Although the world can seem quite flat and tortoises slow One never knows what direction the north wind doth blow So gathering up thought for the day and putting it in a sack The family of chocolate friends took a speedy train back. Love Mary x
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Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 6:07 PM UTC
A melody of memories
Being of an outward mind I do myself pretend That babies are Easter eggs and rabbits silver men And white chocolate elephant and shiny ducky doo All travelled on the sleeper as part of the night crew. And when they got to Dainty- hop took a private plane Flew across a poppy fields but they'd turned quite strange Down they dropped with a flop, lay round under a tree Suddenly came a swamp of bees and stung them quietly. Although the world can seem quite flat and tortoises slow One never knows what direction the north wind doth blow So gathering up thought for the day and putting it in a sack The family of chocolate friends took a speedy train back. Love Mary x
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Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 6:07 PM UTC
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