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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required At last weave bin released from winter's frigid jaws! Spring has sidled upon us as delicately as if on kittens' pause! April hath drenched hour land with life-sustainin' showers, Two ade inn springin' fourth Mae's myriad of pretty flowers. Thee robins have returned two serenade me at brake of dawn. Mournin' due glistens like diamonds on my emerald lawn. Those pesky dandy-lions ad sparkle with there yellow hew, Butt, eye'll soon rid my yard of them sew yule never gnu they grew! Glorious son-flowers salute Sol each mourn as if too say howdy-do! Flowers nodded too there nay-boors urged by casual winds that blue. Dainty mournin' glories grace thee path-weigh awl along my fence; Too-lips, peetoonias end lielacks dispense there vary pleasin' cents. Guardeners till thee soil two plant unions, carats end pertaters, End other veggies includin', let-us, beans end beef-stake termaters. Pleasin' aromas of broilin' stakes waft about from nay-boor's bar-bee-cues. Folks gether on friends' front porches two sip tee end schmooze. Birds flit about buildin' nests four there gnu-bournes inn my apple trees; Ravishin' butterflys sample thee nectar of blooms, a-waftin' on the breeze. Spring! A time for gnu life, knew beginnin's that doth us awl enthral! Spring! Thee most delightful season of the year, the most joyful of awl!
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