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A HILLY SLIDE
If one day I climb the hill And reach the very top But happen to stumble down How shall I ever stop? It would be a wonderful Slide from hilltop to base. My mom would be there for me And me she would embrace. She would love and scold me too And would carry me home. She would put me in the bed And forbid me to roam. • Written in 7-6-7-6, abcb format. M C Gupta 3 March 2011
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