My garden was a dandelion filled crack.
Or the little cobbles at the back
Grass and coltsfoot struggled for their life
As round the corner came a crowd of mice
Muce
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Cobbles
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My garden was a dandelion filled crack.
Or the little cobbles at the back
Grass and coltsfoot struggled for their life
As round the corner came a crowd of mice
Muce
E
How my heart sings 