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When the sleepy sun lays down its head and the pretty stars start twinkling bright; that’s when little daisies go to bed shutting all their golden eyes up tight.
Who owns the stars, I wonder? Are they private property? May my weary eyes still wander round them aimlessly and free? Somehow, the Earth got given to the rich men, kings and Tsars
1. There was a castle by the sea; a castle made of sand and there lived Princess Fiddly-dee; the fairest in the land. 2. But then one day, a witch thought she’d
I saw two little butterflies at war. “Dear me”, I asked, “What are you fighting for?”. They told me they both loved the same bright daisy and love, clearly, had driven them quite crazy