Fishing Worms For My Father
I think I'll go dig up a bucket of worms for the day
I'll go out back where me and the dog play
After I am done,
I will put the worms out of the sun
And I'll talk to my dad
To see if any fishing could be had
For supper we can have fish on our plate
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