Little did I know,
How ephemeral our salad days were.
Having played around hands in hands,
Running azure the gold sands?
There were roses, daisies,
And, lillies too.
We used to pluck them,
Saying from me to you?
Making hubbubs for our hopped up tummies,
Ah! Caterwauling our deary mummies!
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