| Tis spring |
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Time |
| Once |
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More |
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| Everything turning |
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Green |
| New life |
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Everywhere |
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| Love in the |
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Air |
| New beginnings |
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All around |
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| Yet I am |
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Merely an |
| Old bull |
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Past his prime |
| |
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| Watching the |
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Young |
| Enjoying the new |
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Season |
| |
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| Wishing I |
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Wasn't |
| So far |
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Gone |
| |
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| Wishing I |
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Could |
| Join in the |
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Games |
| |
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| Roll in the |
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Grass |
| Sew a few |
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Wild oats |
| |
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| But the |
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Women are |
| Longing for |
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Younger bucks |
| |
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| Someone strong and |
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Firm to |
| Share their |
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Pleasures with |
| |
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| Guess I will have
to |
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Settle for |
| Simpler |
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Joys |
| |
|
| Listening to the |
|
Birds |
| Sing their |
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Spring songs |
| |
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| Remember when I |
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Was |
| Young and |
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Sought after |
| |
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| Watching the |
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Flowers |
| Return to |
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Life |
| |
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| Not as much |
|
Fun |
| But it is what is |
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Left |
| |
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| Yet this time of |
|
Rebirth |
| Still brightens my |
|
Life |
| |
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| Reminder |
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That |
| Life will |
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Continue |
| |
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| New days will |
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Arrive |
| Even after I am |
|
Gone |
| |
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| Cycles of |
|
Life |
| Moving |
|
On |
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