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The Windy Day

by Annette Wynne

The wind was very bad that day,
It blew my brand new hat away,
It blew and blew and blew—
It should have found some better things to do.

Perhaps the sailor on the sea
Wanted that wind that pestered me,
But the wind just stayed around and blew
My things about. When he was through
He went and hid himself away
And never came again that day.