Best Time
they’re all grown
the boy, the girl
the girl, the boy
the ones who ran
up and down the hill
like Jack and Jill
blowing bubbles
round and round
like “duck, duck, GOOSE”
counting stars
and falling bridges
cartwheels-Hot Wheels
they knew the secret
and never told
they heard the bell
and picked the apples
they climbed the trees
and jumped the rope
they skipped the rocks
and wrote with sticks
they sailed around the world
asleep in their bottom boat
they saved the rain
the bug, the frog
they rolled like barrels
swam like dogs
fell off their bike
got up and laughed
drew a sword
and saved the day
ate on the run
Cowboys and Indians
Demi-Plie
and nothing was ever as good
‘til the boy, the girl
the girl, the boy
came back
to play
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