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It Was Raining Cats And Dogs...
It was raining cats and dogs
When I looked around
Snails sitting on the logs,
Drinking rain I found.
And I told them like this:
You'll get wet, my dears!
And they told me like this:
- We have no fears.
And the spring inside us sings,
We are happy dancers.
Rain clear water brings,
Those were the answers.
We are covered with the shell
It protects...
Saturday 1st June 2019 11:49 am
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