By the Stream
Noisy children
singing and clapping
Playful children
jumping and splashing
Quarrelsome children
arguing and fighting
When will their gourds be full?
So they can sit them on their heads
So one of them can take a step
So others can follow suit
So all of them will be gone
that I may be all by myself.
Here.
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