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amaranthine lemon drops fall and sing
they fall as the rain they sing as the warbler they fill the sky with an essence of beauty they come down drip dropping and send the creatures to hopping the pelican, the roof cat, the caribou and wombat, are pleasured with drops of tang i never enjoyed the cack of a crow, until i paused and then observed he himself was perched in awe over the beauty of fanciful lemon drop rain so i join the chorus of carnivorous crows of dazzled dandelions and rejoicful does to pleasure in this priceless patter of drops of lemon that splash and spatter
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