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Looking at Bubbles through three year old eyes of my Grandaughter. |
| BUBBLES This is a song ‘bout bubbles, See pretty bubbles go by, They’re every color You’ve ever seen, Bubbles in the sky Though they’re a blast Bubbles don’t last Just floating on air They never stop, Till they go pop A bubble just is that way. Bubbles, the thing about bubbles Can’t hold a bubble long Cause that bubble, Shiny pretty bubble Soon it will be gone Though they’re a blast Bubbles don’t last Just floating on air They never stop, Till they go pop A bubble just is that way. Bubbles sing bout bubbles, See pretty bubbles go by, They’re every color You’ve ever seen, Bubbles in the sky Though they’re a blast Bubbles don’t last Just floating on air They never stop, Till they go pop A bubble just is that way. |