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Down The River
There on the shelf
In my room Is a box and a cannister Both full of ashes Of someone very dear The cannister is mine to keep The box full of ashes are slowly dwindling Every year on a certain day A friend or two and I Go to the river We build little paper boats Add a little bit of ashes And send them on down the river Mother had an affinity for the water Just like me So I do the best I can With what I got Send you on down the river Blessings upon you And your trip down the river
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