Bell
Children are here this morning.
I can feel them flying kites
all the way up and down my veins.
You never saw
such black eyes, bloody noses,
never heard such laughter.
When school time comes,
they'll go away—all except one.
I hope that bell never rings.
I can feel them flying kites
all the way up and down my veins.
You never saw
such black eyes, bloody noses,
never heard such laughter.
When school time comes,
they'll go away—all except one.
I hope that bell never rings.
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