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Robins spike the lawns, Pulling from moist earth, Bobbing and rigging oil Skinned worms topside And butterflies hovering, Round eddies over flowers On a windless day, sailing In search of colourful spots On which to land, sparrows Are nesting above the fray, Winging with fresh supplies Building bases about twigs, Tufts and twine, canvassing The nailed on house shelters Left for them, finches, yellow Headed come in, cheerfully Raiding the red apple buds Before trees are even laden And flowers are out in force As the rapacious humming Birds thrusting their rapiers, Lash all the hearts blooming.
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Aug 3, 2014
Aug 3, 2014 at 9:00 PM UTC
In Garden Arms
Robins spike the lawns, Pulling from moist earth, Bobbing and rigging oil Skinned worms topside And butterflies hovering, Round eddies over flowers On a windless day, sailing In search of colourful spots On which to land, sparrows Are nesting above the fray, Winging with fresh supplies Building bases about twigs, Tufts and twine, canvassing The nailed on house shelters Left for them, finches, yellow Headed come in, cheerfully Raiding the red apple buds Before trees are even laden And flowers are out in force As the rapacious humming Birds thrusting their rapiers, Lash all the hearts blooming.
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Aug 3, 2014
Aug 3, 2014 at 9:00 PM UTC
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