E-arly Friday new dawn
L-ets the daybreak begin;
M-orning March thirty-first
A-llows the dusk to end.
S-hadows have disappeared,
U-nderneath the blue sky;
M-ist and fog fade away,
A-s the haze passes by.
Y-our birthday has come, after the twilight is gone;
A-ll you see is nothing but an early Friday new dawn.
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