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Always Late
A child was always late.
He never made it for his plate.
He was never on time.
Once, he fell in a mine!
"I'm coming!" he yelled, sprinting past a flea.
And when he got to his plate, he gobbled it up with glee!
~Edward Foote
A child was always late.
He never made it for his plate.
He was never on time.
Once, he fell in a mine!
"I'm coming!" he yelled, sprinting past a flea.
And when he got to his plate, he gobbled it up with glee!
~Edward Foote
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