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Arthur Reed, Age 5
Enjoy!
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“Listen to my story, listen to my rhyme
For once upon a simple time
There lived a boy who loved to play
And laughter and cheer was all he’d say
For that boy is me and I was him
Back before the world got grim
But that is not now nor is it then
When I had a mother called Rose and a father called Ben
For now let me enjoy the life of a child
In Ohio where winters are strong and summers are mild
There is joy to be found in the simplest of things
Not in fancy cars or gaudy rings
So remember your inner child so lost
And remember that adulthood has a steep cost
So from all worries and fears be freed
As you listen to the tale of Arthur Reed!”
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