George Washington

When George Washington was a boy,
A long, long time ago,

He always traveled by horse,
Of course.
There were no cars,
Of course.
But he aways put his seatbelt on,
Of course.

“Dear Father, where’s the clicker?
I must unlock the horse.”
He needed to put his seatbelt on,
Of course.

“Why am I getting wet?
And where is the roof to cover me?
And the wipers to keep the bugs,
And even the rain, off of me?”

Poor.
George.

Washington.

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