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WHAT CAN THE MATTER BE
Sitting on the sidewalk all forlorn and blue a tattered child of four looking for a clue Freckled face smilimg eyes of blue a glow golden hair upon his head a small face full of woe Tattered pants with patches holey shoes and ragged shirt a small and lovely child who is so full of hurt Did he lose his wagon? did he forget his way? did someone hurt him? what has he to say? Has someone left him? has he lost his dog? such a simple reason seems he lost his frog!
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