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Children of the upper crust
upon the earth...........
that must be us!

They draw a circle on the ground,
so they can dance the moon around,
and then they draw another one,
so they can promenade the sun.

Put lightning bugs in mason jars,
so they can twinkle like the stars.

  Why do you always come around
to moralize and fuss and frown?

"Because I have no inner child
I'm just a parent,always riled,
When I see children having fun,"

But it's party time the work is done!
They made a barrel full of tea,
with jujubes for you and me.

They even brought a phonograph
the wind up kind to make you laugh.

but you have never laughed out loud,
you wear your silence like a shroud

a shroud of pure maturity
no inner child could hope to free.

But there's a tickle potion dear,
I think they put it in your ear.

It takes you back to one or two,
when someone stole the child from you.

So don't look now ,but you may find,
the little girl inside your mind.

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