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Spring, sprang, sprungSpring, sprang, sprung We've got the blues on the run Children's voices Heard far and near Laughing playing Spring is here Time like after time The sun hides from view The clouds bring rain Mother Natures stew Plants and trees flourish The rain, the sun, She will nourish New life, new fun, Temperature climbing Birds are singing Crops are growing Lawns need mowing Spring, sprang, sprung We've got the blues on the run _________________ when all media is confiscated Poet's shall show them the way CREATED BY, JD. WHITMAN © 2010 SEMPER FI USMC Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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