Ascend and crown the sky, amazing lark
You cannot know what joy you bring
To this winter-weary heart

Bumble on, friendly bee
You do not know how vital is your art

And what relief to see the tiny leaf unfurl
On the grand old oak
Who shunned all vestments through the winter's chill
But now puts on his greenest summer cloak

Come swallows, fast and low
Perform your aeronautic feats (like spitfires)
Swimming through the air
Skimming o'er the growing wheat

Comfrey on the river bank
Milkmaids in the meadow damp
Cow's parsley with its lacy bobbin'  heads
Dandelion's golden threads

My heart feels part, as if re-born
Of this rejuvenating summer dawn

weeding garden, beg your pardon
I ain't nappin, doin garden rappin
weeds are goin down to the sound
of the radio poundin,
careful so the fork don't go
straight into my big toe
got seeds to sow, watch them grow
add some rain and some sun
before the summer's done
eat them all one by one
then they'll be crackin, in nature's wrappin
but now refreshment's what is lackin
nettles stinging on my skin
time to go in, quit this thing
'cos it's energy sappin
and I gotta stop this stupid rappin

No, you can't nest there!
Chatter, swooping, fly around
I must close the doors!

Lark fly, crown the sky
Oh what joy you bring to my
Winter-weary heart!

Be here by this date you say
I get there late , by a month less a day

So, you meant April, the fifth day
To me it says fourth of May

My dog only knows what's at the end of his nose
But our brains are much bigger than Fido's or Digger's
So are the questions composed

Answers we find of various kinds
So the questions get harder
Pushing us farther
Till our poor monkey brains overload

Don't ask that question
Take a different direction
There are some things we never will solve
Let sleeping dogs lie, put those questions aside
Perhaps this should be our resolve

.                          Light a joss stick for Chisato
                     Last seen in her best kimono
             She did what she was told to do
          Lined up in the playground
       Follow us across the bridge
     The grown-ups said.
   Bad move
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