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Life! What wonders enfold?
Where has all the time gone,
When I was young and sang the ABC song?
I learned all I needed to know in Kindergarden -- I've been told.
Yet as this chapter comes to close,
I feel like a man in fog--
Only it's more like cigarrete smog--
Without Rudolph's red nose.
Whatever happen to Hanzel and Gretle with pieces of bread?
And Little Red Riding Hood; is Grandma really dead?
Those lessons learned, the morals said,
Live on in us like the duty to say blessings before bed.
I have changed,
But the songs have not,
And I wonder still today,
If my ears can be tied in a knot.
As I ready to leave my home,
The Three Little Pigs seem a-quo-pro.
For should I make my life of straw or stick or brick and clay,
There will always be a wolf at prey.
For in the life to which I go,
I may feel like BoPeep's lost sheep,
But crying wolf is a bad thing I know.
In the end I'm like the Little Engine that could,
And like Davy Crockett, I can only do good.
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