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Over the fence
Strawberries—grow
Over the fence
I could climb—if I tried, I know
Berries are nice!
But—if I stained my Apron
God would certainly scold!
Oh, dear,—I guess if He were a Boy
He'd—climb—if He could!
Over the fence
Strawberries—grow
Over the fence
I could climb—if I tried, I know
Berries are nice!
But—if I stained my Apron
God would certainly scold!
Oh, dear,—I guess if He were a Boy
He'd—climb—if He could!
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