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Only Three

I wonder why the water in
The lake's so very blue,
And yet it isn't in my cup;
I can't see why, do you?

I wonder where the big clouds go,
And where they get the rain,
And how Jack Frost draws pictures on
'Most every window pane.

And why my mother loves me when
I'm naughty as can be,
Oh, dear, there's lots to wonder at,
When you are only three!

—Mabel Crews Ringland

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