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Tuesday, April 13, 2010

One Two Three Four



One,Two,Three,Four,
Comes again.
Five,Six,Seven,Eight,
Goes to play. /:2

Every Nine,every Ten,
Everyday.

When we will be boys,
We will run and play.
Until the sun goes down,
Counting the stars above.

One,Two,Three,Four,Comes again.
Five,Six,Seven,Eight,
Goes to play.

Every Nine,every Ten,
Everyday.

:)

One,Two,Three,
Its all over me.

Four,Five,Six,
Is waiting for me.
Seven,Eight,Nine,
Still fighting .....
For the little Ten


*(about ten little puppies)

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