Sunday 26 May 2013

Shall I Sing?

Shall I sing? says the Lark,
Shall I bloom? says the Flower;
Shall I come? says the Sun,
Or shall I? says the Shower.
Sing your song, pretty Bird,
Roses bloom for an hour;
Shine on, dearest Sun;
Go away, naughty Shower.

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