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Spring

by John Stevens

The chirds are burping,
the blowers are flooming.
The droys are beaming
Of firls so gine.

The dees are boing
what dees bo best.
So loys bet's do
what dees bo best.

Hind the foney.




07/10/2010

Author's Note: This drove the chell specker crazy.

Posted on 07/22/2011
Copyright © 2025 John Stevens

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/24/13 at 01:19 PM

How did I miss this! Thanks, I needed this! Congrats on POTD!

Posted by Steve Michaels on 04/24/13 at 05:07 PM

"Of firls so gine" I don't why, I just love that. Grats on potd!

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