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Listen to the poem and read it out loud.0:02
Johnny Appleseed of Jonathan Chapman.0:06
Two things are known.0:12
That he loved apples.0:14
That he walked alone for 50 years over of harvest and dew.0:16
He planted his apples where no apples grew.0:22
The winds of the prairie might blow through his rags, but he carried his seeds in the best deerskin bags.0:27
He wished that apples might root and grow.0:40
He has his apple trees still in bloom.0:48
Think well upon the marvelous story of Appleseed.0:55
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