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The Land of
Nursery Rhymes
Happy Hearts
and Happy Faces
Happy hearts and happy faces,
Happy play in grassy places---
That was how in ancient ages,
Children grew to kings and sages.
But the unkind and the unruly,
And the sort who eat unduly,
They must never hope for glory---
Their is quite a different story!
Cruel children, crying babies,
All grow up as geese and gabies,
Hated, as their age increases,
By their nephews and their nieces.
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