Climb every mountain

This little Ladybird had a marathon race up the outside of my trouser leg and then flew onto the dashboard of the car and rode with me all the way home and whilst I was driving I opened the window and thought of the rhyme:-

Ladybird, Ladybird fly away home
Your house is on fire and your children all gone
All except one, And her name is Ann;  and she hid under the baking pan.

With that thought the Ladybird did fly away and  I reached home to see my house wasn't on fire, nor were there any children hiding under any baking pans!

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