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Five Plump Peas Five plump peas in a pea pod pressed One grew... Two grew.... So did all the rest. They grew and grew. They grew and never stopped. They grew so fat that the pea pod popped!
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How do you know When it's finally spring? By a robin's return or the first touch of green? By a warm little breeze That's ruffling your hair? A new butterfly? A fresh scent in the air? Or just by the way that you're feeling inside? A tingly new joy you simply can't hide?
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Seeds Chant Big seeds, small seeds; Seeds grow into plants.
Seeds grow into plants.
Seeds grow into plants.
Seeds grow into plants.
Seeds grow into plants.
Seeds grow into plants.
Pretty Tulips Pretty tulips, pretty tulips Standing in a row. When I see you in my garden, I like to watch you grow. Pretty tulips, pretty tulips, Standing oh so tall. I would like to pick a few, But I won't pick you all!
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