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Nursery Rhymes & Reality

Each night at bedtime, Gray and I sing a couple of songs. Her interpretation and recall of key words and rhymes is always delightful. This evening she came up with a new rendition of an old classic…

Mary had a wittle wam, wittle wam, wittle wam.

Mary had a wittle wam and the farm smelled weely bad.

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