A bright blue spring day,
Fills my senses with mighty gay,
As the breeze razes up my day,
I storm around in my brazen ways,
Loosing myself in the curvy by lanes,
I discover the mushy greens of the inland ways.
And swaying to the wind swept flumes,
I dance to my looney tunes,
drinking in the morning dew,
I sing the blues.
The air is crip and clear,
Alas I feel free as a deer,
Beautiful and alive the world seems,
With endless promises and surprises indeed,
Smiles galore I swing jauntily,
And meet my day incredulously.
Fills my senses with mighty gay,
As the breeze razes up my day,
I storm around in my brazen ways,
Loosing myself in the curvy by lanes,
I discover the mushy greens of the inland ways.
And swaying to the wind swept flumes,
I dance to my looney tunes,
drinking in the morning dew,
I sing the blues.
The air is crip and clear,
Alas I feel free as a deer,
Beautiful and alive the world seems,
With endless promises and surprises indeed,
Smiles galore I swing jauntily,
And meet my day incredulously.
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