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Great Family Tree

Spring and Summer those seasons went by The best thing in the world always falls from the sky No matter the situation, the love was theirs The price was no luxury for the poor boys and girls To sit up and prosper with such a delight It grew up so fast, like a thief in the night Many more came from just that one person The first one that came made things a little worser Then things got better to the lucky number six Because the best number of all was three from the mix It grew up so beautiful with no time to wonder Intertwined with the opposite, then here come November With no time to spare, the poor thing grew Then out of the blue one became two Wasted no time at all it just happened to be The best part about it came happy number three To move out the way and stay the course It was time to add one more, and that soon made four The number was up, and everything was complete And that was how it started my Great Family Tree!!!

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