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MORNING SONG

Bee on the bloom; bird on the bough; Grass hay_ high—and it’s Summer now. Sun on the wall—Up and away! Lessons will heap till I've had some play. I won’t bother with shoe or sock; I must go for it’s five o'clock. I have a song that I want to shout; Oh, I must hurry to get right out. Over the meadow, and up the hill! Hark at the meadow lark singing still — Woodpecker tapping the high fir tree — I'm coming, Summer! Wait for me!

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Dominion, Volume 22, Issue 72, 18 December 1928, Page 49 (Supplement)

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MORNING SONG Dominion, Volume 22, Issue 72, 18 December 1928, Page 49 (Supplement)

MORNING SONG Dominion, Volume 22, Issue 72, 18 December 1928, Page 49 (Supplement)