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As Children bid the Guest "Good Night"
And then reluctant turn—
My flowers raise their pretty lips—
Then put their nightgowns on.

As children caper when they wake
Merry that it is Morn—
My flowers from a hundred cribs
Will peep, and prance again.

Added: 19 Aug 2002 | Last Read: 5 Sep 2008 4:30 PM | Viewed: 5233 times

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