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Every Morning

I've got my teeth to brush,
The dogs to hush,
My hair to do,
And my make-up, too.
Put on my clothes,
And socks on my toes.
Grap my backpack.
Right on track.
Eat an apple,
Drink a Snapple.
Then out the door,
To be home by four.





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