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Brook Emery & Yr 3 Crown St Public School

A river winds through Pitt Street Mall,

speckled fish swim eagerly to work, children leap,

pick marshmallows from the trees; everyone stops

to say hello; cars dance, bikes ring silent bells

and the sky is filled with clowns, dancing.

 

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