I'm Glad The Sky Is Painted Blue,
And The Earth Is Painted Green,
With Such A Lot Of Nice Fresh Air
All Sandwiched In Between!
And Another Poem!!
The 5:15
The Peanut sat On The Railroad Track.
Its Heart Was All Aflutter.
The 5:15 Came Rushing by--
Toot!!Toot!!
Peanut Butter!!
And A Riddle!
I Have no Wings, But I Can Cross The Widest
Street Without Touching The Ground.
What Am I?
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