Thursday, May 27, 2010


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Wonderland,
That’s what I call the place I come from
The loveliest place I know
The best things are there
And everything is free
A land of wonders
That’s what I like to call it
People’s eyes light up and glisten
And they smile and laugh
We are all children there
We play all day, and stay up all night
And there is no bedtime
If we sleep, we might miss it
The wonders of the land
If we close our eyes
It might fade away

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