Friday's Fragrance
Friday treasure is more than gold
And its riches than a silvern linen
It's yoke lighter than a feather
And it's warmth than a nest
It's fruit are tastingly sweet
And its joy merrily long
Friday is calm as a river
And not mysterious as a lake
Friday treasure is rich eternal
As we jump, run and play
Teachers forgetting to teach
As we continue to play
Friday, I love your treasure
Than a shiny golden gat
Williams Emmanuel
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