  MOTHER: "Don't bother your father with questions, Ervane, He's tired of hearing you ask to explain Why fishes can't walk or ride on the land? How lizards and fleas can live in the sand? What causes the sun to set in the west And always to sleep in one golden nest? When will the time come for children to fly And play in the clouds with the birds in the sky? Such foolish, vain questions, they trouble your dad And sometimes I fear they make him quite sad." "No, Mother," replied the inquisitive lad, |
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