A-s you wake up from slumber
R-ising sun leaves the night;
I-t brings warm red rays,
E-arly beacon shines the
L-ight.
A-nother morn has broken,
G-ood weather causes mirth;
U-nderneath the blue sky,
I-t's a day of your birth.
L-onely twilight is gone, dusk is nowhere in view;
A-ugust thirty-first day is truly far from being blue.
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