The seesaw bobs now up now down
the children squeal
as Johnny leaps
and plays the clown
Li'l Gretl skins her knee again
when Danny tugs
her golden braid
and she upends
Soon play time ends as old folks call
their tousled kids
for meals and new
clean overalls.
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