Parading

Down Sally Cow Lane and Elsewhere

Today, the way hurt

Blossoms. Go out and fetch
Blossoms. Go out and fetch
Blossoms. Go out and fetch
The milk pail,
The milk pail,
The mailbox is waiting
The mailbox is waiting
For its wreath. —Noelle Kocot
For its wreath.
—Noelle Kocot

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