Three Months to This Day
On the fifth of May,Jackie went out to play,
the leaves were bright yellow,
and the wind was very mellow.
On the sixth of June,
Jackie went out with a balloon,
while she danced and sang a tune,
she thought about the pretty moon.
On the seventh day of July,
Jackie saw the sky,
she saw Billy Joe catch a pop fly,
and she thought my oh my!
Today,
Jackie sits and think about the fifth of May,
and everything she did that day,
wondering who wants to play three months down the way.
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