Featured Product   Summer Days Towering Oaks shade the street below Two-wheeled acrobats playing in the road Their laughter fading as they're off to play Baseball mitts on handle bars, they ride away Oh how I long for those days   A three-person chorus carries a rhythmic tune of "Apple Jacks, Cracker Jacks, Spitting on the Moon" Tapping beat, leaping feet, jump rope sways Breaking the boredome of the summer haze Oh how I long for those days   A circling tricycle with wagon in tow A cargo of passengers stuffed in a row The ringing of a bell helps clear the way Until "Suppertime" is yelled, then no more play Oh how I long for those days.   Our Price:  $20.00   Units:       Each Approximate Shipping Time: Two weeks Qty    Tell A Friend! Extras:

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