A Vacation Song

Sunshine

I have shut my books and hidden my slateAnd tossed my satchel across the gate.My school is out for a season of rest,And now for the schoolroom I love the best!

My schoolroom lies on the meadow wide,Where under the clover the sunbeams hide,Where the long vines cling to the mossy bars,And the daisies twinkle like fallen stars;

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