He rode upon his pony
Galloping here and there
She was a ballerina
With ribbons in her hair

She cuddled her baby doll
A mother she would be
He wore a fireman's hat
That's who he was you see

He sat high up on a limb
Making rumbling sound
He now was an astronaut
Soaring above the ground

She placed her dolls in a row
All with paper and pen
She was now their teacher
Lessons were to begin

A child's version of career
Is wondrous to see
Planning for their good future
Ever so happily



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Old and New

Yellow Jacket




Bopper Finds A Lady Friend

Echos Of War

Dead End Road

Happiness Is

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