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First times are fun times!
From summer to spring.
My first slide down the slide
My first swing on the swing.
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First times are fun times!
From summer to spring.
My first slide down the slide
My first swing on the swing.
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George stood up in the saddle and waved his hand in the air. He went up and down, up and down. The lights of the night sky glittered in his eyes. He would get himself a hat. He would get himself a pair of silver spurs to match his silver saddle. He would blaze a new trail clear across the country!
