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The Butterfly Box
The Hydrants Are On
Do you hear the kids laughing? The hydrants are on! The day is so hot you could melt. The water is gushing. It's cold and refreshing! It's the best that we've ever felt. This won't last forever, Soon someone will call! And the cops will come shut it down. But while it's still flowing, We'll enjoy every drop! And be glad it was our part of town.
Harley Watch out for my pet He's bulky and thick His eyes are beady and set And his actions are quick He's stealthy and smart He knows what he needs He can rip things apart And make beds out of weeds He runs very fast He shoots like a star His spin really lasts But he never gets far Don't stick out your finger He might take a bite And if you possibly linger You can lose it outright!
Kitty I went to feed my goldfish, But there was nothing in the bowl. Not a bubble, a ripple, or tail swish. Just a big empty, watery hole! I wondered what happened to fishy, Oh where did fishy go? And then I saw kitty, Just sittin pretty, Grinning pure as the fresh driven snow!
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