Monday, 18 April 2011

The Country Child

My home is a house
Near a wood.(I'd live in a street if i could)
The lanes are so quiet
Oh. dear
I do wish that someone liver near
There is no one yo play wiyh at all
The trees are so high and so tall
And i should be lonely for hours
Were it not for the birds and the flowers..
I LOVE MY COUNTRY..

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