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Blue Shoes


Little Blue Shoes mustn't go
Very far alone, you know
Else she'll fall down, or, lose her way;
Fancy–what would mamma say?

Better put her little hand
Under sister's wise command.
When she's a little older grown
Blue Shoes may go quite alone.

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