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Oreo cookies,
I love them so well.
I eat three or four when
I hear the lunch bell.
And then in the lunchroom,
I eat twenty more.
I’m feeling so heavy,
I crash through the floor.
Then back in the classroom,
my teacher says, “Please,
can I have ...
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Oreo cookies,
I love them so well.
I eat three or four then
I’m starting to swell.
So I called my mommy,
“Oh, come to school, please.”
She came in a minute,
and gave me a squeeze!
I got so embarrassed.
“Get me out of here, now!”
My mom ...
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Row, row, row your boat
gently ‘round the bay.
Don’t go swimming overboard
until the month of May.
Row, row, row your boat
gently ‘round the bay.
Don’t go swimming overboard
on a freezing day.
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Joshua can burp the ABCs.
Mr. Johnson can dunk the basketball.
Joshua can stay under water for twenty seconds.
Keri can put her legs over her shoulders.
David M. can make strong smells in strange places.
David B. can’t stop giggling.
Jason can bark...
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Mary had a little horse.
She fed it every day—
apple pie with cinnamon,
she brought it on a tray!
After she fed the horse,
she went out for a ride.
When the horse was galloping,
they went so fast, she cried!
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Mary had a dragon.
The dragon was bright red.
And if it threw a flame at you,
you surely would be dead!
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I’m thankful for my kitty.
She keeps me up at night.
I’m thankful for my brother.
That thief just stole my kite.
I’m thankful for my mother.
Her cooking makes me sick.
I’m thankful for my teacher,
because she speaks so quick.
I’m thankful f...
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This is the field where the battle did not happen,
where the unknown soldier did not die.
This is the field where grass joined hands,
where no monument stands,
and the only heroic thing is the sky.
Birds fly here without any sound,
unfolding their w...
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Nominees for A PULITZER in Comedy-Tragedy Literature
(in the production of the greatest farce ever)
1) Charles Darwin (for his writing “On the Origin of Species”)
2) The US Surgeon General (The Poison Chromium is a trace element – like lead us...
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લે કાળ ! તને સંતોષ થશે, હું તારે ઈશારે ચાલું છું, જીવનની સફર પૂરી કરવા તલવારની ધારે ચાલું છું
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મૂલ, તોલ ને માપ વિહોણા,
આપ વિહરિયેં આપ વિહોણા.
ભૂલ, ચૂક કે થાપ વિહોણા,
તિલક, માલા, છાપ વિહોણા.
પુણ્ય...
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સાવ સહેલો છે લેવો લ્હાવો રે ભરથરી,
ભવનાથના મેળે તમે આવો રે ભરથરી.
વાત અઘરી શીદ બનાવો રે ભરથરી,
ઈન...
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