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THE SPRING RACE, by                    
First Line: Said the wee yellow crocus with hurrying / feet
Last Line: How the old places looked and what beautiful weather!
Subject(s): April; Spring; Weather


SAID the wee yellow crocus with hurrying feet
To the hurrying bluebird, "I'll beat, O I'll beat,"
But the bluebird called, "Why
I'll be back in a jiffy through air and through sky;
O there's no doubt I'll win,
For I'm sure I'll be in
At the very first bound;"
Then the crocus gave one good push from the ground,
But what do you think?—at that very same minute—
She saw a near tree with the puffing bird in it!
They looked at each other and then at the sun,
And then they both laughed—for it's strange! but both won!
And quite out of breath they sat thinking together,
How the old places looked and what beautiful weather!





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