When I have children, I'm going to dress them all in pink. Pink hats, pink skirts, pink shoes. Only the stockings -- stockings black as night! Then when I go out for a walk I'll have them march along in front of me.
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When I have children, I'm going to dress them all in pink. Pink hats, pink skirts, pink shoes. Only the stockings -- stockings black as night! Then when I go out for a walk I'll have them march along in front of me. |
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When I have children, I'm going to let them grow up like the weeds in our garden. Nobody pays any attention to them, and they're so tall, so thick -- and meanwhile the roses on their stakes, in their planting boxes, get scrawnier every summer. |
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