Friday:
Little kiddies lined in a row
they run around
to and fro
speak like angels
they couldn't contain
the excitement they had when cupcakes came!
Sunday:
The water is rushing
It's magical to see
amidst a damp forest
to prom I ask to be
of course I say yes
and we seal it with a kiss
Margaret Falls I shall forever long to be.
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