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Another neat back to school song was written by composer David Lee Brown:
"Knee-high Gallery"
There's a gallery in my house
I can see it if I get down on my knees
Paintings and pictures of stick people
Several portraits of me
Some of the pictures tell stories
Some are just glue and paint
Some are a major production
Some would be critiqued as quaint
Sometimes the artists sign their names
They don't always spell it the same
It's my knee-high gallery
Precious are to me.
There's a drift of cutout snowflakes
and a pile of pasted on leaves
There are construction paper tulips
And a man made of noodles and beans
There's a night light that guards them a night
Scotch-tape for security
I'm so lucky all the odd-shaped faces
Have great big smiles for me
The collection has no order
It was put up by care for me
It's my knee-high gallery
Precious art to me.
Will there be a shoulder-high gallery
when these artists have too much to do
When my eyes have to look a head taller
Will the masterpieces be too few
But if you bring home something you're proud of
I will hang it there for you.
In my knee-high gallery
Precious art to me.
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