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But, please don’t you worry,

I won’t change the story too much,

I will keep the parts about the
Beanstalk, the Giant and such.

So on with the story, I just can’t wait.
I want to fi nish while I am still eight.

Jack lived with his mom,
Just down the street.

He was a good boy,
But he had really smelly feet.

We would play together,
The whole day through.

Just Jack and I,
Just us two.

You see, Jack was poor,
And he had holes in his pants,

But boy you should see him
When he started to dance.

He could dance like a prince,
In his old weathered cloths.

He would be moving his body,
From his fi ngers to his toes.

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