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Spring

 Sound the Flute!
Now it's mute.
Birds delight Day and Night Nightingale In the dale Lark in Sky Merrily Merrily Merrily to welcome in the Year Little Boy Full of joy, Little Girl Sweet and small, Cock does crow So do you.
Merry voice Infant noise Merrily Merrily to welcome in the Year Little Lamb Here I am.
Come and lick My white neck.
Let me pull Your soft Wool.
Let me kiss Your soft face Merrily Merrily we welcome in the Year

Poem by John Gould Fletcher
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