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Open the Door, Son

Open the door, my little son Explore the world and have some fun. Swing from trees and run with joy Search for bees, my little boy. Here is a rod, go fetch for fish with your pa. Go swing, go dance, go sing your la la la's. I must be in my working shoe to cook and clean, as moms should do. You love the attention and love to demand, So make it easy and play on our land. So be a child to the open world as kids should be, I love you so but please just let me be.

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