Cut grass on the lawn
A smell so sweet
Motors trying to clear their throat
So their grumbles may be clear
The sound of birds at dawn
Chirping ever clear
I can hear them say
Summertime is near
Mar 25, 2012
Mar 25, 2012 at 8:03 PM UTC
Cut grass on the lawn
A smell so sweet
Motors trying to clear their throat
So their grumbles may be clear
The sound of birds at dawn
Chirping ever clear
I can hear them say
Summertime is near
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