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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. #,#,#,#,##
,##,#,#,#, #,#,#,#,,#
,,#,#,#,#, 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.) #,#,#,#,##
,##,#,#,#, #,#,#,#,,#
,,#,#,#,#, 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. #,#,#,#,,#
,,#,#,#,#, #,#,#,#,##
,##,#,#,#, 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. #,#,#,#,,#
,,#,#,#,#, #,#,#,#,##
,##,#,#,#, 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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