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Moving Day
by
Celista Tremblay
The big
yellow truck
pulled up in a jiffy
The little blond girl went into a tiffy
For she knew that her friend was moving away
But did it really have to be today
The movers were bringing out boxes and shelves
As she hid her head and cried to her self
And when she looked up he was here to say
Mary come with me let's go and play
Mary took him by the hand
And off they went to explore the land
But when they returned it was time to go
Mary began to cry and say no
As the truck pulled away the little boy waved
Mary cried she couldn’t be brave
Several days came
And several days went
Mary wondered if she’d ever see him again
It was then that morning
the door bell rang without warning
And when she opened the door there was the boy
And in his hand he held a small toy
Mary this is for my friend
I told you I would be back to see you again.
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