"Cherries are ripe," said Old Blue Jay
As he flew by one August day;
"Why, he means us," the Cherries cried,
"Perhaps we'd better go inside."
As he flew by one August day;
"Why, he means us," the Cherries cried,
"Perhaps we'd better go inside."
Assemble a mini doll sized book: Right,
is the Cherrie's illustration and verse. Visitors can collect all
the vegetable illustrations and verse from "Mother Earth's Children" to
print and construct a small book of verse for their dolls. Simply drag
each png. into a Word Document, print, cut out all of the images the
same size and staple the pages together at the left edge. Squeeze out
some white school glue along the stapled edge of the pages and attach a
cardboard cover.
Cherry
In the fifth century-quite remote,-
An Emperor wise sat in a boat
In old Japan, and drank his tea.
My blossoms, blown away from me,
Fell in his cup,-he spoke my fate:
"This lovely flower we'll cultivate."
In the fifth century-quite remote,-
An Emperor wise sat in a boat
In old Japan, and drank his tea.
My blossoms, blown away from me,
Fell in his cup,-he spoke my fate:
"This lovely flower we'll cultivate."
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