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IN the great green park with the wooden palings- / The wooden palings so hard to climb, / There are fern and foxglove, primrose and violet, / And green things growing all the time; / And out in the open the daisies grow, / Pretty and proud in their proper places, / Millions of white-frilled daisy faces, / Millions and millions-not one or two.
And they call to the bluebells down in the wood: / "Are you out-are you in? We have been so good / All the school-time winter through, / But now it's playtime, / The gay time, the May time; / We are out and at play. Where are you?"