The Life As a Child
Play Time Is Here
Lets Grab Whats Near
Stickers, Balls and Blocks
Push on the swing
Or a trip down the slide
A seat on top of the monkeys bars
Climb High, High, High
A playground is a place where kids wanna be...
A Place Where They Can Run Free ?
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