B-ade farewell to the fog,
R-ain Friday fades away;
E-arly morn April seventh,
N-ew dawn meets the day.
O-bliterate the haze,
L-et the mist resign;
I-t's a beautiful dawn,
V-ile weather turns fine.
E-vening chill disappears,
R-ays erases the smog;
O-nce your birthday comes,
S-ay farewell to the fog.
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