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The laundry lady folds into a fine square the towel she now holds to stack on the stair Into a fine square while monkeys with head colds and nothing to wear a harried mother scolds the towel she now holds once stacked in a layer released its lovely folds falling from the stair to stack on the stair she has often been told is a poor affair for children can be bold
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