Smiling girls, rosy boys,
Why don't you come out to play?
Come out,girls!
Come out,boys!
Come and buy my little toys,
Monkeys made of bread,
And sugar horses painted red.
Why don't you come out to play?
Come out,girls!
Come out,boys!
Come and buy my little toys,
Monkeys made of bread,
And sugar horses painted red.
Thank you Ms Nga for the nice poem!
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