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GRANDPA'S TOOL SHED
Grandpa's tool shed is a special place,
Full of mystery and delight,
Where little kids can come and watch
While Grandpa builds a kite.
Each day before the sunset,
Grandpa is always there,
The sound of his saw and hammer
Filling the evening air.
Grandpa can fix anything
And make it look brand-new-
He fixes toy cars and airplanes,
Trucks and trailers, too.
There are many happy moments
Pleasant to recall,
But Grandpa in his tool shed
Is the nicest one of all.
~By Marie Dostan~
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