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#,#,#,#,#, The River That'S Our River Makes A ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Large Bend Like A Scooping Hand And A ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Decent Days Travel North From That ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Stands Our House In The Middle Of A ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Forgotten Apple Orchard. Our House Is ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Built Of Dark Clay And Abandoned By A ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Stranger. The Window Has No Glass But ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Instead Steel Bars To Keep The Animals ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Out. ,#,#,#,,#,
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#,#,#,#,#, Around The House Is A Thick, Thick ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Brush Of Ferns And Bushes. There Live ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, The Animals That We Fight To Keep Away, ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, For They Speak To Us To Join Them In ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, The Luscious Caves Below Ground. They ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Mean No Harm But It Is Not In Our Best ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Interest To Do So. There Is Important ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Work That Needs To Be Done, And It Cant ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Be Done By Animals. (Father Says This.) ,#,#,#,,#,
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#,#,#,#,#, Every Morning Our Father Clears The ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Ferns And Uproots The Bushes Only For ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Them To Grow Back Each Night. Their ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Leaves Are Teal, White And Yellow, Some ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Even The Color Of Wine. They Have Lilac ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Flowers And In The Morning They Are Wet ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, With Dew. ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Father Is Away During The Day Doing ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Important Things Elsewhere. He Is Weary ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, When He Returns Home, Each Day More So ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Than The Next. We Learn To Cook For Him ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, So That He Does Not Have To. We Tend To ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, His Clothes. ,#,#,#,##,
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#,#,#,#,#, Suddenly The Dense Bushwork Is Mirrored ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Inside. Stems And Leaves Appear Close ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, To The Walls And Far From The Light. We ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Are Glad, For The Flowers Are Beautiful ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, And Smell Good, And There Is Little ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Decoration In Our House. But When ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Father Comes Home He Is Angry And Cuts ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Them All Down In A Frenzy. We Are ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Scared Of Him Then. ,#,#,#,##,
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#,#,#,#,#, We Are Then Tasked With Removing Any ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Indoor Plant We See. But They Are So ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Beautiful! We Wait Just Until Father ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Comes Home And Until Then We Enjoy ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Them. Sometimes An Animal Will Sneak In ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, But We Always Shoo Them Out. With Fresh ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Cut Flowers Thrown Right Outside The ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, House He Suspects And Resents Our ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Inaction. But He Doesn'T Have The ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Energy To Scold Us. He Weakens Quickly. ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, It Is Not Long Before He Is Still Tired ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Even In The Morning And Must ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Reluctantly Leave The Outdoor Weed ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Cutting To Us As Well, Untrusting That ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, We Will Carry It Out. ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Now He Leaves As Soon As He'S Awake And ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Falls Asleep As Soon As He Returns. We ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Are Left To Care For Us And The House ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, And The Orchard. But It Is Hard And We ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Are Distracted. We Are Not As ,#,#,#,##,
#,#,#,#,#, Persistent As Father And Quickly Fall ,#,#,#,,#,
#,#,#,#,#, Behind In Our Duties. ,#,#,#,##,
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