Aii the bonnie blooms, sweet summers rain' n its perfumes.
Creep' n twine, elder over-flowering meads
The soul that shines when nature feeds.
Skip-hop' n a jump in revelry glance
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Nice Ditty. Try'Summer Shade' when you have the time.