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I’ve got the Teach-them-in-the-morning-Playground-duty-Teach-them-in-the-afternoon blues.My head’s like a drum;My feet, cold and sore.I’m feeling so glum;
Come across the rainbow bridgeto Asgard, where the Norse gods live!
In the beginning was the wordand the word is ours:
the names of places,the names of flowers,the name of names,words are ours.