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GeorgAnna
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3:31 PM
OH, SING THE SONG OF FALL
Summer's surely gone
the kids head for the yellow bus
and mother settles back
and for a few hours
there's no fuss
and when she cleans the house
it stays that way
and the telephone stops it's ringing
and Mother is the master of the house
Oh, hear her singing!
and for lunch she'll have a ham croissant
instead of peanut butter
There's nothing on the floor that
she might trip on
that will cut her
No one leaves the door ajar to let in all the flies
Oh! sing the song of fall!
when very early kids arise and leave!
don't grieve! they'll soon return
you barely blink! the clock says three
and they'll come trooping in
but now
THIS HOUSE BELONGS TO ME!
and I can take a bath and I can laugh
Of fall we sing this song
All day I can stay at home
Alone! where I belong!
Oh, sing the song of fall
when the kids are gone
a glorious sight!
but don't forget, they'll all be coming
back again tonight
but that's all right
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