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A Spring Day

The day is like a dream,
The sky is flowing blue;
The grass is dainty green,
The birds are singing, too.

I hear a crow's hoarse call,
I hear the warbler's song,
The elm trees, oh so tall,
Wave graceful branches long.

When lofty flowers sway,
I go along my way;
Stopping here and there,
I know and care not where.

I sing a merry song,
And as I go along,
I buisly[[busily]] pick up
Nectar to fill my cup.