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When the trees whistle with an abundance of joy,
And the river glides with snicker that does not annoy,
When the ground chuckles with anticipation,
And the emerald shrubs hoot in approbation;

When the child in the park giggles with impatience,
And the loving mother chortles with patience,
When the birds lark and sing merrily,
With their sweet songs leaving a mark momentarily.

When the majestic sky shakes with laughter,
Where our picnic lies now and after,
Come now! Join us and live blissfully with me,
And sing the sweet sounds of running free.





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