Spring is here again
and the flowers are blooming
The butterflies are out on their wings
and it tempts my wretched heart
to see the butterflies sway
in the fragrance of the early bloom
How I wish I were a butterfly
I would flutter far and wide
and happily amongst the blossoms glide
intoxicate myself in hypnotic embrace
of the charming beauty vastly spread
the pleasing glory of the spring
the majestic queen of all seasons
when butterflies dance and birds sing
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