The Ball My Feet the Snowflakes Pound
The Ball, My Feet, The Snowflakes Pound!
That Winter's White, Covered The Ground.
A Bouncing Speed Of Step's And Stride's,
Till Springtime's Green's Along, Beside!
...And Now We're Rolling, On That
Springtime's Lead!
We're Rolling Like You Can't Believe!
About's The Springtime's Beat;
Is What Our Leg's Now Bring!!
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