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Ooh I think it’s my favourite season.
Spring is spring
the grass is riz
I wonder where the boidies is
The boid is on the wing
but thats absoid
The wing is on the boid
I always think of this poem at this time of year.
That cherry blossom is a give away.
Our little quail getting busy in time for Easter. The daylight hours lengthen and the birds are back on the lay.
And daffodils everywhere too. The sky is brighter the days are longer and all is well.
What’s your favourite season?
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