Ode to Oh, Beautiful Child, Part 2

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By jwhwz

Where the sweet young doe stepped through the trees; She could see a squirrel atop the cabin house stop and freeze. For, they saw a lovely fairy up so high; Who cast a spell upon a rocking horse and sent it flying to the sky! Oh, beautiful child, let me hold you; what a job you have done; I hope that you experienced tremendous fun!

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