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HURRY
 
I her the ice cream truck coming.
I can hear all the kids humming.
Dad hurry, we wants some money.
Mom says, I want some too honey.

Dad wants some too, his money's gone.
So mom and dad shares theirs in a song.
They are the happiest among the throng.


Ice Cream Truck

Hostess: Sallee











By poetalthomas

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