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There are shrieks that make their towels curl....
As they a swimming go....
There are mournful sobs and gobs of tears....
If one should stub a toe....
There are tearful cries and words of grief....
If Dad should spank their tails....
There are mournful cries and sad laments....
As that which comes from jails....
They have used up every sound in sight....
With each hurt, each hug, each need....
When complimenting dad and mom....
There are none they do not heed....
But when you have five girls in school....
As is the case with us....
No yell can cause such fear inside....
As that when one shouts “Bus!”....
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