Anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
Spring, summer, autumn, winter,
He sang his didn’t he danced his did.
Women and men (both little and small)
Cared for anyone not at all
They sowed their isn’t they reaped
their sun, moon, stars, rain.
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