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Apr 2010
The merry sounds are all around,
Grab a cup, to the brim if you will,
Cheery greetings of new friends found.
And let your ears drink their fill.

The mind is lost to fetching measure,
Marvelous melody born from skill,
I find it is the simple pleasure,
That draws me to night's thrill.
Written by
Alex Gebhart
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