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The flowers bloom 
The birds are sinning 
And no matter what 
I can’t stop grinning
The grass is green 
And slightly damped 
But it’s alright 
I’ll stick around
The sky is blue 
No clouds right now 
And I can’t help 
But to want to dance.

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