It was long long ago.
More than hundred years ago.
There lived a man called Hugo.
Hugo had lot of children.
He had a beautiful garden
where the family had lot of fun.
As the children were too many
he could not remember the names of any.
To call them he made gestures funny.
Children gave him no trouble.
The family progressed without a stumble.
Hugo became old and tumbled
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