“What are the marks on the back of this pot?”
The old man complained in his kitchen.
Then his eyes welled up, and he sat down.
“These are the marks that the children made,
Banging their pots to ring in the year.”
Then his eyes welled up, and he sat down.
“These are the marks that the children made,
Banging their pots to ring in the year.”
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