My neighbor has a little boy While I myself have three And, oh, how sympathetic She always is to me. "How can you stand the noise?", she asks "The toys upon the floor? The meals, the beds, the hundred tasks And you have three times more!" I shrug my shoulders, shake my head For what else can I do? She'd never understand the fact My joys are triple too |
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