As thR-ising flame March eleventh
O-pens the Saturday view;
L-et the new dawn break,
L-et the night depart from
Y-ou.
B-eautiful day has broken,
A-iming to share the light;
N-either twilight nor dusk,
Z-enith sets things aright.
U-nderneath the blue sky,
E-arly beacon begins burning,
L-et the morn meet the noon,
A-s the sun is shining.
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