When We Were Young

When we were young life was good
We would lay in the field and play in the wood.

We would make bows and arrow's with a bag for a quiver.
And go skinny dipping in our local river.

Our apple scrumping that always seemed right 
To return back home by the clock street light. 

You would say please and thank you 
And do what your told. 

Or get a clip round the ear you were never to old.
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