Flower Girl
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Flowers she gathers
From garden and the wild
In basket she arranges
Yellow, red, and white
Bright and beautiful sight
Basket on her head
She marches on the streets
Walking beauty she is
Music of her voice floats around
Flowers she delivers with flair
And a delightful smile.
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