Come on now; let’s go fetch some water
grab a pail in each hand and let’s go.
Down the hill, to the pond in the holler,
then we’ll climb back up the hill with that water!
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Emma we live in the dryest county in England, and I apreachet this poem. I am always feching and carring, you might call me 'Gunger Din' loved the poem Cheers Sylvie
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Emma we live in the dryest county in England, and I apreachet this poem. I am always feching and carring, you might call me 'Gunger Din' loved the poem Cheers Sylvie