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Keys

Keys, I think, are pretty things;
Some are round and some are square;
Some are strung on chains or strings;
Each unlocks a door somewhere.

Hear the jingly sound they make
In a pocket no one sees!
They tell secrets as they shake–
Books too, daddy says, are keys.

by Ray Romine Saturday, August 25, 1951

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Media name: Highlights for Children

Date Submitted: 08/26/1951


Media name: Jack & Jill

Date Submitted: 10/10/1951


Media name: Story Parade

Date Submitted: 10/28/1951