THE LITTLE PRINCE

My mother is a queen and my father is a king

And I have a garden with pretty birds that sing,

Where pansies and marigolds and hollyhocks grow

And four little apple-trees planted in a row.

My father is a king and my mother is a queen

And I have a little page dressed all in green,

A treasure-mine in Barbary, an orange-grove in Spain,

And a little brown monkey on a long gold chain.

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