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The Healing Too

Ring the tiny silver bell that's the way that he can tell when a visitor arrives trying hard to stay alive Grandpa smokes his pipe at noon says "You're here,and none too soon!" claps you on your scrawny spine "Come on in it's Healing Time!" Grandma brings a purple quilt one that Aunt Matilda built something stuffed with eider down with an underside of clowns Laughing at you,with you too just so serious won't do now come wrap up by the fire sister,come and play the lyre Uncle Willy,make some tea sassafras with mint for me pour a nice hot cup for all Grandma,get your story shawl Bring the puppies from the yard Tom cat too,oh he's a card he'll curl up with you for sure that will be a double cure Now lean close and tell your tale outside hear the howling gale tell us how you braved the war left your soul in Zanzibar whisper ,lest the night birds hear and take it to anothers' ear the night is dark and cold and deep Wait,Grandpa,look,he's fast asleep!

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