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/ When you were a little girl / And you went driving with Grandfather, / If it rained, didn't he braid up the horse's tail / Binding it round with a bright silver band, / And fasten on the side curtains of the carriage / And pull the rubber "boot" over the dashboard? / And do you remember how the horse's feet / Went "Plop, plop," in and out of the mud, / And you felt the mist blow in on your face / When you managed to peer out over the curtain? / And didn't you snuggle up close to Grandfather / And hug the Fairy Tale book / Which he was going to listen to / When the rain stopped and you lunched / Beside the road?
Didn't your Grandfather always drive over / To the cheese factory, and bring out / The fresh cheese curd to you? / Can't you remember the taste, even now? / And sometimes, when it stormed hard, and thundered / And lightened, and the crashing made the horse / Want to run, wouldn't your Grandfather always say: / "Steady there, now, boy! Steady, boy!" so gently, / That neither you nor the horse were afraid after that / Because Grandfather said everything was all right, / And he knew. And wasn't your Grandmother / Waiting in the doorway, watching a bit anxiously, / Until you turned into the yard? / Mine was.