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Goodnight buds.
Goodnight floods.
Goodnight backroads covered with mud.
Goodnight green
bursting in the woods.

Goodnight fog
Goodnight frogs
Goodnight to wet puddle dogs
Goodnight river
floating with logs.

Goodnight seeds
Goodnight weeds
Goodnight new farm baby needs
Goodnight creeks
like raging seas.

Goodnight peas
Goodnight breeze
Goodnight to all the brand new leaves
Goodnight Spring
you awful tease.

Goodnight buds.
Goodnight floods.

Goodnight Spring.
(HELLO Summer!!!)
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