Mother,
Why is the river laughing?
Why, because the sun is tickling the river
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Plump and snug and feathery,
a ball of yarn
rolls gaily down the street
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As of yesterday I am a squash
and no longer think at all.
I grow gradually fatter
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Kachoo!
Ur-rufff
P-uuuuuu
Can't help having a body.
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Filled with water
There's a jar
Eating of gruel begins
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Dad's eating, staring striaght ahead,
looking at no one.
My younder brother tells him
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Bathed by tree filtered sun,
my little girl rides a 'monkey train'
when she comes closer I feel happy
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The person listening to Mozart curls up like a child,
his eyes following the curled wallpaper as if it were the blue sky,
just as though his invisible sweetheart were whispering in his ear.
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