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FATHER
- OUT in the morning Father goes,
- Whether it pours with rain or snows,
- Whether the wild wind beats and blows:—
- By the fire sit Mother and I
- Doing our lessons quietly.
- Back in the twilight Father comes,
- When I’ve finished with books and sums.
- Not all the noise of all the drums
- Is a jollier noise, I know,
- Than Father when he says, “Hallo!”
