Along Comes Summer
on paths of roses
summer is walking my way
once again plummy
in the clear blue skies
colored birds are heading back
on the gold highways
in tall green grasses
warm breezes carry wild news
to the eager crowds
rampantly rambling
sweet flowers trail on the vine
tick tock goes the clock
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