If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in! — Shel Silverstein
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If you are a dreamer, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin; come in! Come in!

— Shel Silverstein
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