May
Welcome, welcome, merry month
Your fame has spread from south to north
From the joyous riot of pollen grains
And their powdery pleasure, their aching pains
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Butterflies abuzz, the bees are busy
The sparrows spin till their tails are dizzy
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I follow my fancy to the valley stream
Where gathering waters have begun to dream
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Merry month, May-ting season
When we lilt and laugh without a reason
The rum and rhumba of the frolic dance
Will put old sorrows in a frantic trance
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Wheat’s brown laughter is the joy of bread
Ease of the nerves as we lay in bed
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Give me a room in your house of smile
And I’ll take you along for an endless mile
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We’ll roll in the grass as we sing our sighs
Our only roof the indulgent skies
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I’ll plumb your eyes for ancient treasures
As we swing and swell in forgetful pleasures
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When your lips touch mine in sheer delight
Lightning’s song will surprise the night
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When our lovebird soars into fancy’s height
No volcanic ashes can provoke a fright
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All hail the month of green desire
Of rainbow promise and quenchless fire
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Of the heavenly mango and its sinful juice
When passion puts its heat to use
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