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See the windows of the green house, their painted yellow like doors. |
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See the child who sits in wonder, at this brightly colored scene. |
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See the clown who makes the children laugh, as he spins around and |
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shows them all his tricks. |
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Oh how I wish I where a little boy again, living in a child's dream. |
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See the mountains made of ice cream, with cherries doted on their slopes. |
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And over there's a chocolate tree trunk ,mint leaves are hanging from |
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the boughs. |
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See the clown who makes the children laugh, as he spins around and |
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shows them all his tricks. |
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Oh how I wish I where a little boy again living in a child's dream. |
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A land of fairy tales and good things, is all a child will dream all day. |
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And while he's young he'll have no reason ,to cry for someone gone away. |
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See the clown who makes the children laugh, as he spins around and |
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shows them all his tricks. |
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Oh how I wish I where a little boy again, living in a child's dream |