Poem 14

In the Merry Month of May -- Listen

In the merry month of May
All the little birds are gay.
They all hop and sing and say:
------"Winter days are far away,
------Welcome, welcome, merry May!"

In the merry month of May
All the pretty flowers are gay.
They all dance and sing and say:
------" Winter days are far away,
------Welcome, welcome, merry May!"

In the merry month of May
All the boys and girls are gay.
They all laugh and sing and say:
------"Winter days are far away,
------Welcome, welcome, merry May!"


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