Remember how it use to be in the third grade
We use to laugh & play & charish each day in the third grade
We learned wonderous things from our thecher so nice sat on marshmallow desks- with teddy bear smiles the world seemed to all make snese-but that sense seems to slowly fade after third grade
In third grade we use to write with crayons we would make sparkly pictures with glitter & glue
We had warm cookies & hearts full of love
& there wasn't a care in the world for me--or for you
There's's not a thing in this life that I wouldn't trade, just to back one minute to third grade