o guide, And away we glide — away we glide. How the ripples dash At the bow, and drip from the oars, and splash! Your cheeks will burn and your arms will ache, Before you are half across the lake. But pull away cheerily ; pull, you know It makes boys strong and hearty to row! Clack-click,… … ufl|iti#tm. Mat
Children's poetry · Picture books for children
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