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| 541. My Plan I see you there In the chair ahead It would be easy To tap your head The teacher looks Right at me She knows my smile Something soon to be I wait my time For her to go My plan is made Preparing just so With a quick grasp I take your hair To the ink well It fits right there I giggle with glee The ruler does hit It’ll be two weeks Before I can sit |
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