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ABBY'S POEMS



                 Abby-cadaby

               The way you say my name.

              I know you want to play the game.

             I know the places we'll go.

              You wave your magic wand.

               It's the sweetest sounded I've heard.

              Look at the new, true, friend I'm friend.

              My blues are through.

              They are at an end.


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