Australia takes her pen in hand, To write a line to you, To let you fellows understand, How proud we are of you. From shearing shed and cattle run, From Broome to Hobsons Bay, Each native-born Australian son, Stands straighter up today. The man who used to “hump his drum”, On far-out Queensland runs, Is fighting side by side with …
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Eternal Lord God we pray for the peace of the world. Especially e commend to your mercy the homeless and refugees; those who have been dispossessed and have lost their employment; those whose families have been disrupted and who mourn the loss of loved ones. Grant that the sane and selfless councils may prevail in these places, and wherever there …
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I’m happy you’re my mom, ‘Cause you take good care of me. You love me and you show it, So I’m as happy as can be! I love you very much, And so I want to say, Thank you for all you do, And Happy Mother’s Day! By Joanna Fuchs I’m happy you’re my mom, ‘Cause you take good care …
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London Bridge Is Falling Down London Bridge is broken down, Falling down, falling down. London Bridge is falling down, My fair lady. Build it up with wood and clay, Wood …
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Three Kings came riding from far away, Melchior and Gaspar and Baltasar; Three Wise Men out of the East were they, And they travelled by night and they slept by …
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London Bridge Is Falling Down London Bridge is broken down, Falling down, falling down. London Bridge is falling down, My fair lady. Build it up with wood and clay, Wood …
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Three Kings came riding from far away, Melchior and Gaspar and Baltasar; Three Wise Men out of the East were they, And they travelled by night and they slept by …
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Lord, are there roses in your garden On the shores of jubilee Would you pick a dozen of your best And deliver them for me? For you see, today is …
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London Bridge Is Falling Down London Bridge is broken down, Falling down, falling down. London Bridge is falling down, My fair lady. Build it up with wood and clay, Wood …
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A single flower he sent me ,since we met all tenderly his messenger he chose; deep-hearted, pure with scented dew still wet one perfect rose. I knew the language of …
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