tuther day me n miz bd wint to the brooklyn botanick garden to see whuther innythang had bloomed. shore a nuff, we found plenty: magnolias, tulips, daffodils, pansies, n sum cherry blossoms. heres a few of the pitchers i tuck ...
furst, a magnolia bud bout to burst ...
n heres whut it looks lack once it gits open ...
most of em aint pink but white ...
corse, ye eggspeck to have ye sum tulips ...
n daffodils ...
n pansies ...
thay wudnt but a cuple cherry trees in blossom, witch thisn wuz the purtiest ...
n in yer scenes frum cummin attrackshuns, heres whut them lilac buds is up to ...
thang i luv most bout sprang is no matter how hopeless ye mite let yerself git to feelin (witch i half to add mitt, i do git to feelin thataway now n agin), sprang reeminds ye that thays importunt n beeyootifull thangs a'goin on.
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