My Toy Ferris Wheel Was Lost
Today I cried a flood.
No one found my lost toy.
My little ferris wheel
Was an incredible joy.
I stopped all play.
This lasted all day.
This ferris wheel never did show.
And this taunted me so.
But the next day was so different.
I had just lost it in my yard.
It was turning around on it's own!
And oh what a joy this was.
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