It reminds me a little of the end of "As I was walking on boston common" (slow and sweet, wasn't it? in that picture book? now I'm not sure)
That's it; Norma Farber's As I Was Crossing Boston Common (1975).
As I stood still on Boston Common, they formed a circle, sweet and slow, with everyone pulling someone in tow— beginning with A for Angwantibo in tow to the man, himself in tow— sweet and slow, sweet and slow, surprising and uncommon.
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That's it; Norma Farber's As I Was Crossing Boston Common (1975).
As I stood still on Boston Common,
they formed a circle, sweet and slow,
with everyone pulling someone in tow—
beginning with A for Angwantibo
in tow to the man, himself in tow—
sweet and slow, sweet and slow,
surprising and uncommon.
Thank you.