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G is for Goat, who climbs so high,
It reaches the mountains, up to the sky.
With its horns and beard, it’s always bold,
A playful friend in the grassy fold.
G is for Grapes, hanging on the vine,
Purple and green, they're so divine.
We eat them fresh or in a treat,
A bunch of grapes is always sweet.
G is for Grass, so soft and green,
Covering the ground in a lovely scene.
And in the Garden, flowers grow,
Where butterflies and breezes blow.
G is for Giraffe, so tall and grand,
With its long neck, it scans the land.
Guitar plays music, soft and sweet,
And a Gift brings joy to make life complete