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First Arrivals.

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It is a Party, do you know,     And there they sit, all in a row,     Waiting till the others come,     To begin to have some fun.     Hark! the bell rings sharp and clear,     Other little friends appear;     And no longer all alone     They begin to feel at home.     To them a little hard is Fate,     Yet better early than too late;     Fancy getting there forlorn,     With the tea and cake all gone.     Wonder what they'll have for tea;     Hope the jam is strawberry.     Wonder what the dance and game;     Feel so very glad they came.     Very Happy may you be,     May you much enjoy your tea.

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