"Here is the bracelet For good little May To wear on her arm By night and by day. When it shines like the sun, All`s going well; But when you are bad, A sharp prick will tell. Farewell, little girl, For now we must part. Make a fairy-box, dear, Of your own happy heart; And take out for all Sweet gifts every day, Till all the year round Is like beautiful May."SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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