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GROUP 3 Tom and Clarea Labradors Jacqueline Fees Wet Jeremy Tring Barr Octopus Cheering an Elephant Twigs Pig Sleep Tight London Train Fillerby Ching A Cold La Bird Windy Day |
Jacqueline Fees
Jacqueline Fees
Collected old keys,
She had thousands
And thousands
At home,
She had keys
For big doors,
Keys for small,
Keys for watches
And some for toys,
She had brass keys
Lead keys,
Some made of bronze,
She had one
That was almost
Two foot six long,
Jacqueline Fees
Started to cry,
In the middle of town
She started to cry,
She had big keys
And small keys
In pockets and bags,
She had keys
On her basket
Keys in her purse,
But somewhere in town
She didn't know where
Was the key
To her flat
And she hadn't a spare.
Tony
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