When We Frolic.

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When we frolic in fields of love

And above us fly's a new dove

Then we can all say

That what made us all pray

Has finally risen from dust

The families can talk together

They can comment on the new weather

In the cool spring like air

Such a happy affair

We'll all be greater together.

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