Inch by inch, row by row,
Gonna make this garden grow,
Someone bless these seeds I sow,
Gonna make this garden grow.
I know a place where the sunlight beams,
And the cherry blooms burst with snow,
And down underneath is the loveliest stream,
Where the little Clovers grow.
PEEK-A-BOO, THERE YOU ARE!
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