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BREAD AND CHERRIES

 
"CHERRIES, ripe cherries!"
The old woman cried,
In her snowy white apron,
And basket beside;
And the little boys came,
Eyes shining, cheeks red,
To buy bags of cherries
To eat with their bread.

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