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An Old

Atticus of an old
When you past me on the step
On the porch, for thunder
And all of you by like a parade
Atticus, walking for
There is in the world you said
At seventeen, I was in 1st
I couldn't think of to say
My sisters have soldiers to for
And they receive presents in the mail
And Atticus, I was just
I could pray for you and all your
There was a of him, sunday fuller, something to come
And I got you bunches of
I gave you bunches of
You say, "Look at the flowers, at the flowers"
And I thought I keep all mine
And Atticus, I was so happy when I said to you and your parade