Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call myself
Far, a long long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow sew
Tea, I drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to do...oh oh oh
Keith found hoof prints in the snow on our front steps this morning. Down by the garage, not by the front door! (Could you imagine that day when it struts past our front window! ...The BB gun will be put to use then!)
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