Spring
Spring has sprung
And we are won!
No cold or frostbite,
But dew holds tight.
Circulating air,
Breeze fare.
Blossoming plants
All bright slants.
Growth exists,
Beauty consists.
Blizzards gone,
Winter’s long!
Open necks,
Hit the decks!
Perspective,
Elective.
Dialect loved,
Speciation beloved.
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