Summer
songs
Apusski
dusky
Bees!
Zum! Zum!
Five
little seashells
Give
me a bucket and spade
Have
you ever been a-fishing
Here
is a seashell
Here
is the sea
How
does a caterpillar go?
I’m
forever blowing bubbles
My
big blue boat
Nine
little tailors
Oh, Mister
Sun
Oh,
oh, the sunshine
Paint-box
/ Cauliflowers fluffy
Picnic
tea
The
cuckoo is a pretty bird
The
sun has got his hat on
The
teddy bears’ picnic
The
water fairies
There
I was just a-swimming in the sea
There’s
a tiny caterpillar
There
was a little turtle
Tommy
and the apples
We
have planted in our garden
We
sail and we sail and we stop!
Also
see:
Down in the grass, curled up in
a heap
She sailed away on a lovely summer’s day
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11:53 AM
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Apusski dusky O A traditional song, so it is said, but I cannot find out where this song
originated. I found this calming gentle song from a sheet cut out of a
schools song pamphlet but am unsure which one – it was p.18! Hooray, I have recently been informed this is a Swedish children’s
song ‘ I medelhavet’ words below. |
In middle ocean, sardines
are swimming, Apusski dusky, apusskidu. A boat sails over, down
comes a net. Apusski dusky, apusskidu. One wise old sardine
flicks out a warning, Apusski dusky, apusskidu. Swift through the water
they dart away. Apusski dusky, apusskidu. With tails a-flashing,
sardines are swimming, Apusski dusky, apusskidu. So full of joy that
they’re swimming free. Apusski dusky, apusskidu. Swedish version: I medelhavet sardiner
simmar apu, apu, apu, apu, Men i mitt hjärta där
simmar du apu, apu, apu, apu. In middle Ocean sardines
are swimming, apu, apu, apu, apu, But my heart is swimming
to you, apu, apu, apu, apu. In MittelMehre Sardinen
schwimmen, apu, apu, apu, apu, Aber in mein Herz da
schwimmst ja du, apu, apu, apu, apu. I medelhavski sardinski
simmski, apusskidusski, apusskidu, Men i mitt hjärtski där
simmski dusski, apusskidusski, apusskidu. I Norska havet små torskar
svömme, apu, apu, apu, apu, Men i min blopump, där
plasker du, apu, apu, apu, apu. |
Bees!
Zum! Zum! O A song from ‘Infant Joy’ by Desmond MacMahon published in 1954. |
Bees! Zum! Zum! What a
merry hum. There’s no reason for
alarm, For we won’t do you any
harm! Bees! Zum! Zum! What a
merry hum. Bees! Zum! Zum! What a
merry hum. Working all the sunny
hours, Sipping nectar from the
flowers, Bees! Zum! Zum! What a
merry hum. |
Five little seashells O Find a conch shell and listen to the sea calling. The ending of this traditional rhyme has been adapted by Dany Rosevear
who also set it to music. Use shells in the sand tray
/ pit and the hand as the waves to remove them; Alternatively use as a simple
finger play; hold up five fingers and bend one down for each verse moving
hand like a big wave to cover each finger in turn. |
Five little seashells
lying on the shore. Swish! went a big wave and
then there were four. Four little seashells,
pretty as can be. Swish! went a big wave and
then there were three. Three little seashells,
all pearly new. Swish! went a big wave and
then there were two. Two little seashells,
lying in the sun. Swish! went a big wave and
then there was one. One little seashell, lying
all alone. I put in my pocket and
took it back home. No little seashells lying
on the shore. But one whispered in my
ear, Swish! hear the sea roar. |
Give me a bucket and
spade O I found this anonymous rhyme on the internet without any
accreditation. Please let me know if you have come across the author. Dany Rosevear wrote the melody and arranged the chords. |
Give me a bucket and
spade, Give me a bucket and
spade, I'll build a sandcastle oh
so high, When I stand on top I will
touch the sky And wave to the seagulls
flying by, With my bucket and spade. Bucket and spade, Bucket and spade! Give me a bucket and
spade, Give me a bucket and
spade, I'll dig and dig and never
drop, When I reach Australia
then I'll stop, Then like the kangaroo see
me hop, With my bucket and spade. Bucket and spade, Bucket and spade! Give me a bucket and
spade, Give me a bucket and
spade, I'll stand and stare at
the roaring sea, ‘Til the setting sun tells
me time for tea, I'll be back tomorrow
please wait for me And my bucket and spade. Bucket and spade, Bucket and spade! |
Have
you ever been a-fishing O A great community song that can be sung with or without actions. As an action rhyme: 1. Pretend to fish 2. Make sun
with arms 3. Hands move like fish 4. Slap pockets / slap hips 5. Make a
wriggly dance 6. Clap to Tra la las 7. As before |
Have you ever been
a-fishing on a hot summer’s day, And seen all the little fishies
swimming up and down the bay, With their hands in their
pockets and their pockets in their pants, And all the little fishies
doin’ the hootchie kootchie dance. CHORUS: Tra-la-la-la-la,
tra-la-la-la. Tra-la-la-la-la,
tra-la-la-la. With their hands in their
pockets and their pockets in their pants, All the little fishies
doin’ the hootchie kootchie dance. Have you ever been
a-fishing on a cold and rainy day, And seen all the little
fishies with umbrellas in the bay, With their hands in their
pockets and their pockets in their pants, And all the little fishies
doin’ the hootchie kootchie dance. Tra, la, la, la, la…. Have you ever been
a-fishing on a cold winter’s day, And seen all the little
fishies frozen solid in the bay With their hands in their
pockets and their pockets in their pants, And it’s too darn cold to
do the hootchie kootchie dance. Tra, la, la, la, la…. Have you ever been
a-fishing on a hot and sunny day, And you’re sitting on a
bench and the bench gives way, And an alligator snapping
at the seat of your pants, And all the little fishies
doin’ the hootchie kootchie dance. Tra, la, la, la, la…. |
Here is a seashell 🐚 What makes a seaside holiday special? Add your own special memories to
this song. Find a conch shell and listen to the sea calling. Words and music by Dany Rosevear. |
Here is a seashell,
Shhhhhh! Singing a song of the sea; Of buckets and spades and
sandy waves, Just for me! Just for me. Here is a seashell,
Shhhhhh! Singing a song of the sea; Of crabs and fishes and
salty wishes, Just for me! Just for me. Here is a seashell,
Shhhhhh! Singing a song of the sea; Where jellyfish float
round pirate boats, Just for me! Just for me. |
Here is the sea O A gentle calming song for
water or seaside themes. This tune is the one from the BBC Playschool
programme and the words slightly different from the classic ones from ‘This
little Puffin’. You might well just prefer to recite it!
|
How does a caterpillar go? O A song by M.C. Dainton. Mime actions for each of the
creatures in this song. The last line will help you.
|
I’m forever blowing
bubbles 🔊 This waltz was popular in the Music halls of the 1920s; the music was
written by John Kellette and the lyrics by a collective of writers, it was
published in 1919; see: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/I%27m_Forever_Blowing_Bubbles for more about this charming song and the
verses which are not so suitable for young children. How exciting it is for young
children to blow, catch and watch bubbles, Encourage them
to move freely to this song ideally among a forest of bubbles! Alternatively move holding
hands with a partner, swaying them from side to side with two ‘turn the
blanket over’ - raising hands high and moving under in the middle of the song
and at the end. |
I'm forever blowing
bubbles, Pretty bubbles in the air. They fly so high, Nearly reach the sky, Then like my dreams they
fade and die. Fortune's always hiding, I've looked everywhere. I'm forever blowing
bubbles, Pretty bubbles in the air. |
My
big blue boat O A cheerful
action song for a seaside trip. 1. Row back and forth with a partner (as in ‘Row row
row your boat’). 2. Hold hands high to make sails. 3. Holding hands move up and down
from a crouched position 4. Holding hands move from side to side. 5. Row as
in first verse. 6. Pretend to catch a fish and eat it! |
I love to row in my big blue boat, My big blue boat, my big blue boat. I love to row in my big blue boat, Out on the deep blue sea. My big blue boat has two red sails, Two red sails, two red sails, My big blue boat has two red sails, Out on the deep blue sea. My big blue boat goes up and down, Up and down, up and down, My big blue boat goes up and down, Out on the deep blue sea. My big blue boat goes from side to side, Side to side, side to side, My big blue boat goes from side to side, Out on the deep blue sea. So come with me in my big blue boat, My big blue boat, my big blue boat. So come with me in my big blue boat, Out on the deep blue sea. We’ll catch a fish in my big blue boat, My big blue boat, my big blue boat. We’ll catch a fish in my big blue boat, And take it home for tea! |
Nine little tailors O A German folk song (Neunundneunzig Schneider???). Translated text by
Helen Henschel and arranged by Herbert Wiseman from ‘A third sixty songs for
little children’ published 1960. I have also come across it in a NZ
publication for schools. |
Nine little tailors had a feast, Upon a summer’s day, All nine of them, all nine of them, All ninety-nine and nine of them Sat on a stalk of hay, Singing, Hey down, down, Derry down down down, A tailor’s life for me! Repeat And when the splendid feast was done, They all began to sing, All nine of them, all nine of them, All ninety-nine and nine of them They danced round in a ring, Singing, Hey down, down, Derry down down down, They danced round in a ring. Repeat And after that they went to sleep, Upon their stalk of hay, All nine of them, all nine of them, All ninety-nine and nine of them On that one stalk of hay, Singing, Hey down, down, Derry down down down, On that one stalk of hay. Repeat |
Oh, Mister Sun O I began this song on a lovely sunny Spring day; by the time I’d
finished it was pouring with rain. There’s always hope though! |
Oh, Mister Sun, Sun,
Mister Golden Sun, please shine down on me. Oh, Mister Sun, Sun,
Mister Golden Sun, hiding behind a tree. These little children are
asking you, to please come out so we can play with you. Oh, Mister Sun, Sun,
Mister Golden Sun, won’t you please shine down on me? Oh, Mistress Moon, Moon,
bright and silvery moon, please shine down on me. Oh, Mistress Moon, Moon,
bright and silvery moon, hiding behind a tree. These little children are
asking you, to please come out so we can sleep for you. Oh, Mistress Moon, Moon,
bright and silvery moon, won’t you please shine down on me? Oh, little stars, stars,
little twinkling stars, please shine down on me. Oh, little stars, stars,
little twinkling stars, hiding behind a tree. These little children are
asking you, to please come out so they can wish on you. Oh, little stars, stars,
little twinkling stars, won’t you please shine down on, Please shine down on,
please shine down on me? |
Oh, oh, the sunshine O A song from Texas from ‘American songs for children’ 1948 by Ruth
Crawford Seeger. This song covers clothing weather and colour topics! |
Oh, oh, the sunshine, Oh, oh, the sunshine, Oh, oh, the sunshine, Sally's got a red dress,
buttoned behind, Sally's got a red dress,
buttoned behind. Oh, oh, you can’t shine, Oh, oh, you can’t shine, Oh, oh, you can’t shine, Ethan has green wellies
on, ready for rain, Ethan has green wellies
on, ready for rain. Nancy has blue jeans,
buttoned in front… Isaac has black shoes with
Velcro on top… |
Paint-box / Cauliflowers
fluffy O A song for harvest time by V.P. Mitchell and H.C. Mitchell. Sometimes
called ‘Cauliflowers fluffy’ and popular in school assemblies. It was a favourite of my infant classes after a summer outing to sing
on the coach journey back home. |
Cauliflowers fluffy and
cabbages green, Strawberries sweeter than
any I’ve seen. Beetroot purple and onions
white: All grow steadily day and
night. Chorus The
apples are ripe, the plums are red, Broad
beans are sleeping in a blankety bed. Blackberries juicy and
rhubarb sour, Marrows fattening hour by
hour, Gooseberries hairy and
lettuces fat, Radishes round and runner
beans flat. Chorus Orangey carrots and
turnips cream, Reddening tomatoes that
used to be green. Brown potatoes in little
heaps, Down in the darkness where
the celery sleeps. Chorus |
Picnic tea O A minibeast poem for summer by David Harmer. Find his website at: http://davidharmer.com/poetry-days-in-schools/some-poems/
|
We found a shady spot under a tree. Here’s what we had for a picnic tea; We had ants in the sandwiches, Wasps in the jam, Slugs in the lettuce leaves, Beetles in the ham, Midges in the orange juice, Flies on the cheese, Spiders on the sausages, Ice-cream full off bees! |
The cuckoo is a pretty
bird 🔊 A song from The Baring-Gould and Cecil Sharp collection ‘English folk songs
for schools’ |
The cuckoo is a pretty
bird, she singeth as she flies, She bringeth us good
tidings, she telleth us no lies, She sips the sweet flowers
to keep her voice so clear, And every time she
singeth, “Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Cuckoo!” The summer draweth near. The cuckoo is a giddy
bird, no other is as she, That flits across the
meadow, and sings from every tree. A nest she never buildeth,
a vagrant she doth roam; Her music it is tearful,
“Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Cuckoo! I nowhere have a home.” The cuckoo is a witty
bird, arriving with the spring. When summer suns are
waning, she spreadeth wide her wings. She flees approaching
winter, she shuns the rain and snow. Like her I would be
singing, “Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Cuckoo!” And off with her I'd go! |
The sun has got his
hat on 🔊 A song Noel Gay and Ralph Butler originally recorded in 1932. |
The sun has got his hat
on, Hip, hip, hip, hooray! The sun has got his hat on
And he's coming out today. Now we'll all be happy,
Hip-hip-hip-hooray! The sun has got his hat on
and he's coming out today. He's been shining all day
long, Out in Timbuktu. Now he's coming back To do
the same for you So jump into your sunbath,
Hip-hip-hip-hooray! The sun has got his hat on
and he's coming out today. All the little birds are
singing, All the little gnats are
stinging, All the little bees in
twos and threes Buzzing in the sun all
day. The sun has got his hat on, Hip-hip-hip-hooray!... All the little boys
excited, All the little girls
delighted; What a lot of fun for
everyone Sitting in the sun all
day. So jump into your sunbath,
Hip-hip-hip-hooray! The sun has got his hat on
and he's coming out today. |
The water fairies O This song was written by Frances B. Wood and put to a Gaelic tune
(Highland fairy lullaby http://www.singinggamesforchildren.com/A%20Cluster%202.2%20Awaywego/18%20Lullabies%20A-Iw.htm
) for the ‘Second sixty songs for little children’ It can also be found in BBC radio for schools Time and Tune Summer
1954. |
As I lay on the golden
sands, The golden sands, the
golden sands, As I lay on the golden
sands, I saw the water fairies O! The fleecy clouds sailed
overhead… So snowy white and airy O! I watched the bonny
seagulls fly… A-wheeling o’er the water
O! The sparkling waves came
splashing in… Each ridden by a fairy O! They danced across the
shining sands… In fairy rings so lightly
O! They sang the sweetest
fairy tune… As hushed I lay
a-listening O! And singing still they
flew away… Like thistle-down
a-floating O! |
The teddy bears’ picnic O Summer is a time for eating out of doors and taking your teddies on a
picnic is an occasion for fun. Words by Jimmy Kennedy 1932, music by John W. Bratton 1907. Find out
more about this song at: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teddy_Bears%27_Picnic
and http://www.songfacts.com/detail.php?id=14553
|
If you go down to the
woods today, You're sure of a big
surprise. If you go down to the
woods today, You'd better go in
disguise; For every bear that ever
there was Will gather there for
certain, because Today's the day the teddy
bears have their picnic. Chorus Picnic time for teddy bears; The little teddy bears are
having a lovely time today. Watch them, catch them
unawares, And see them picnic on
their holiday. See them gaily gad about; They love to play and
shout, They never have any cares. At six o'clock their
mummies and daddies, Will take them home to
bed, Because they're tired
little teddy bears. Every teddy bear who's
been good Is sure of a treat today. There's lots of marvellous
things to eat And wonderful games to
play. Beneath the trees where
nobody sees, They'll hide and seek as
long as they please, ‘Cause that's the way the
teddy bears have their picnic. If you go down to the
woods today, You'd better not go alone. It's lovely down in the
woods today, But safer to stay at home. For every bear that ever
there was Will gather there for
certain, because Today's the day the teddy
bears have their picnic. Chorus |
The water fairies O This song was written by Frances B. Wood and put to a Gaelic tune
(Highland fairy lullaby http://www.singinggamesforchildren.com/A%20Cluster%202.2%20Awaywego/18%20Lullabies%20A-Iw.htm ) for the ‘Second sixty songs for little children’ It can also be found in BBC radio for schools Time and Tune Summer
1954. |
As I lay on the golden
sands, The golden sands, the
golden sands, As I lay on the golden
sands, I saw the water fairies O! The fleecy clouds sailed
overhead… So snowy white and airy O! I watched the bonny seagulls
fly… A-wheeling o’er the water
O! The sparkling waves came
splashing in… Each ridden by a fairy O! They danced across the
shining sands… In fairy rings so lightly
O! They sang the sweetest
fairy tune… As hushed I lay
a-listening O! And singing still they
flew away… Like thistle-down
a-floating O! |
There I was just a-swimming in
the sea O A seaside
song. |
There I
was just a-swimming in the sea, Singing,
do wah diddy diddy dum diddy dee. All of
the sudden there’s a dolphin next to me, Singing,
do wah diddy diddy dum diddy dee. She swam
fast, (She swam fast,) She dove
deep, (She dove deep,) She swam
fast, dove deep, Hey this
dolphin’s pretty neat! Singing,
do wah diddy diddy dum diddy dee, Do wah
diddy diddy dum diddy dee. There I
was just a-swimming in the sea, Singing,
do wah diddy diddy dum diddy dee. All of the
sudden there’s a crab next to me, Singing,
do wah diddy diddy dum diddy dee. He
nipped hard, (He nipped hard,) He dug
deep, (He dug deep,) He
nipped hard, dug deep, Hey this
crab is pretty neat! Singing,
do wah diddy diddy dum diddy dee, Do wah
diddy diddy dum diddy dee. There I
was just a-swimming in the sea, Singing,
do wah diddy diddy dum diddy dee. All of
the sudden there’s a whale next to me Singing,
do wah diddy diddy dum diddy dee. She
breached hard, (She breached hard,) She dove
deep, (She dove deep,) She
breached hard, she dove deep, Hey this
whale is pretty neat! Singing,
do wah diddy diddy dum diddy dee, Do wah
diddy diddy dum diddy dee. There I
was just a-swimming in the sea, Singing,
do wah diddy diddy dum diddy dee. All of
the sudden there’s a shark next to me, Singing,
do wah diddy diddy dum diddy dee. He swam
fast, (He swam fast,) He dove
deep, (He dove deep,) He swam
fast, he dove deep, Hey this
shark is pretty neat! Singing,
do wah diddy diddy dum diddy dee, Do wah diddy
diddy dum diddy dee. There I
was just a-swimming in the sea, Singing,
do wah diddy diddy dum diddy dee. All of
the sudden there’s a seahorse next to me, Singing,
do wah diddy diddy dum diddy dee. He swam
left, (He swam left,) He swam
right, (He swam right,) He swam
left, swam right, Hey this
seahorse is outta sight! Singing,
do wah diddy diddy dum diddy dee, Do wah
diddy diddy dum diddy dee. There I
was just a-swimming in the sea, Singing,
do wah diddy diddy dum diddy dee. All of
the sudden there’s a mermaid next to me, Singing,
do wah diddy diddy dum diddy dee. She had
a tail, (She had a tail,) And
curly hair, (And curly hair,) She had
a tail, and curly hair, It was
hard not to stare, Singing,
do wah diddy diddy dum diddy dee, Do wah
diddy diddy dum diddy dee. X3 |
There’s a tiny caterpillar O Learn about
the life cycle of the butterfly. This song is by Sue Nicolls from the book ‘Bobby
Shaftoe clap you hands’ to the tune of ‘She’ll be coming round the mountain’. 1. Move forefinger like a caterpillar 2. Make hands
open and close. 3. Roll hands round each other, 4. Cross thumbs and make
hands flap. 5. Do all above. |
There’s
a tiny caterpillar on a leaf, wiggle
wiggle , There’s
a tiny caterpillar on a leaf, wiggle
wiggle, There’s
a tiny caterpillar, tiny caterpillar, There’s
a tiny caterpillar on a leaf, wiggle
wiggle. He will
eat the leaves around him ‘til he’s full, munch
munch, He will
eat the leaves around him ‘‘til he’s full, munch munch, He will
eat the leaves around, eat the leaves around He will
eat the leaves around him ‘til he’s full, munch
munch. A cocoon
is what he’s spinning for his home, spin
spin , A cocoon
is what he’s spinning for his home, spin
spin, A cocoon
is what he’s spinning, cocoon is what he’s spinning, A cocoon
is what he’s spinning for his home, spin
spin. Then
he’ll be a butterfly and fly away, flap
flap Then
he’ll be a butterfly and fly away, flap
flap Then
he’ll be a butterfly, be a butterfly, Then
he’ll be a butterfly and fly away, flap
flap. So that
tiny caterpillar went like this Wiggle wiggle, munch munch, spin
spin, flap flap, So that
tiny caterpillar went like this Wiggle wiggle, munch munch, spin
spin, flap flap, So that
tiny caterpillar, that tiny caterpillar So that
tiny caterpillar went like this Wiggle wiggle, munch munch, spin
spin, flap flap. munch munch. |
There was a little turtle O This is a
cumulative action song and great fun as the movements get progressively
harder to perform. Each time the song is sung. |
There
was a little turtle. He
lived in a box. He
swam in the puddles. He
climbed on the rocks. He
snapped at the mosquito. He
snapped at the flea. He
snapped at the minnow. And
he snapped at me! He
caught the mosquito. He
caught the flea. He
caught the minnow. But
he didn't catch me! |
Make hand into
a fist with thumb out. Cover turtle with the other hand. Place one hand
on top of the other and make thumbs ‘swim’. Hands make a
climbing motion Snap thumb and finger x3s. Snap at self. Grab three times. Shake finger from side to
side and point to self. |
Tommy and the apples O Children ‘scrumping’ for apples used to be a common sight in the
countryside in days gone by. This cheerful song was collected in both Yorkshire and Gloucestershire
in the UK but also Quebec in Canada: http://www.vwml.org/roudnumber/8723# It was recorded by Cyril Tawney on his CD ‘Children’s songs from
Devon and Cornwall. The first verse of this song
could be used for different movements: skipping, jumping, hopping etc.
Children could use their own names, change the season or what was seen on the
journey. |
As Tommy went walking one
fine summer’s day. Some rosy cheeked apples
he saw on his way, Saw on his way, saw on his
way, Some rosy cheeked apples
he saw on his way. Those apples were ripe and
so pleasant to see, They seemed to say,
"Tommy, come climb up the tree, "Climb up the tree,
climb up the tree." They seemed to say,
"Tommy, come climb up the tree." So Tommy climbed up; from
the bough he did fall, And down came the apples,
poor Tommy and all, Tommy and all, Tommy and
all, And down came poor Tommy,
the apples and all. His face was all scratched
and he felt very sore. He promised he'd never
steal apples no more, Apples no more, apples no
more, He promised he'd never
steal apples no more. |
We have planted in our garden O There are all sorts
of pests ready to consume our carefully tended garden produce. This is a
Czech folk song from Children’s Songs from Other Lands by C. K. Offer, W. Paxton & Co Ltd. This version
came from BBC radio’s Music Time Summer 1973. The first verse also appeared
in Time and Tune Autumn 1965. |
We
have planted in our garden beans and peas and pickling cabbage; Came
our neighbour's greedy chickens and scratched them all up. Get
you home you greedy chicks, or we’ll chase you off with sticks! Shoo! Shoo!
Shoo! We
have planted in our garden lots of maize and mangel wurzels; From
the churchyard rats of all kinds came and ate them all up. Get
you home you thieving rats, or we’ll buy a dozen cats. Shoo! Shoo! Shoo! |
We
sail and we sail and we stop! O A nursery action song for the summer – best played outside. Place hands on hips with
elbows pointing out like sails, then move with feet apart from side to side.
The other actions: jump, twirl,
wiggle, hide (peek-a-boo!) should be self evident! |
We sail and we sail and we
stop! We sail and we sail and we
stop! We sail and we sail and we
sail and we sail And we sail and we sail
and we stop! We jump and we jump and we
stop! We jump and we jump and we
stop! We jump and we jump and we
jump and we jump And we jump and we jump
and we stop! We twirl… We wiggle… We hide and we hide and we
(peek-a-boo!)... |
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