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PLAYGROUND
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LOUVERE'S POEMS
There, they play.
All day long.
Under the sun bright.
They slide. They glide.
They run. They have fun.
They are on the bars. They, up from the ground so far.
They swing, happy songs they sing.
From the dawn until the night.
No matter what else is going on around
There, they can be found.
Their parents sit and talk.
Going by does the world.
All the great stories told.
