Tickle me, Spring, with the tip of a bud
And the fluffiest cloud in the sky
Tickle me, roll me about in the mud
And tease me and teach me to fly
Tickle me, Spring, with a tickling stick
That is plucked from the springiest tree
Tickle me slowly and tickle me quick
With the brush of the wing of a bee
Tickle...
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