S-un Saturday shows up,
H-aving risen above the line;
I-t's a beautiful morn,
E-arly light begins to shine.
B-eacon first of April
A-ims to warm your heart;
S-mog and chill disappear,
Q-uiver and shiver depart.
U-nderneath the blue sky,
I-t's lovely and sublime;
N-ew dawn has broken,
A-fter the tremble time.
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